Page 4 of Her Elusive Cowboy Billionaire
Maybe, but she didn’t think that was the only reason.She knew he must have felt that jolt, just as she did.It couldn’t be one-sided.It just couldn’t.
She pulled into the underground lot of the building.A huge sign on the top of the building proclaimed Chase Harper Security, Inc.With twenty stories, the business took up the top seven floors.The ground floor housed a bank, insurance offices, a florist, and a Starbucks.Floors two through thirteen were offices of various businesses.Fourteen through nineteen were the business, and she knew Chase lived on the twentieth floor.
She adjusted her bag across her body, carried the cloth covered painting in her left hand and walked to the bank of elevators.She used her right hand to press the up button and waited.Shortly, the doors opened and several people exited.She entered and was alone.She pressed the button for the nineteenth floor.
The elevator seemed to fly.
Meri leaned the canvas against a leg and wiped her clammy hands on her jeans.Today, she wore her nicest jeans and a pretty dark blue sweater.She’d taken forever to choose what to wear.She wanted to put her best foot forward.But didn’t want to wear a skirt again.
When the doors opened, she stepped into Chase’s outer office.The painters had completed their work, and the color was a delightful robin’s egg blue.She smiled.The color would blend seamlessly with her idea for a mural.
His assistant looked up and smiled.“Ah, Miss Anderson.I don’t have anything on the schedule for you.”
She stood and walked over to the double doors and pushed one open.“But I have instructions to show you in whenever you are here.”
“Thank you, Rita.Chase told me your name even though we weren’t formally introduced.May I call you Rita?”
The woman dipped her head.“Of course.”
Meri entered the office.
Chase looked up, smiled and stood.Then he walked forward with his right arm outstretched.
“Meri.So good to see you.Come, let’s sit.”He shook her hand and then led her over to the sofa on the side of the room, below a photograph of what she assumed was his ranch.She’d discovered that much information when she’d Googled him.They identified him as the owner of a ranch in Montana, but there was hardly any additional information and nothing overly personal.
She wasn’t wrong.When they shook hands, the jolt was still there.Meri smiled and sat.She placed her bag on the floor and the canvas face down on her lap.
He sat next to her.“Show me what you have so far.”
She knew the painting was good, but would Chase like it?
