Heart & Soul: The Surprise (Heartland Series) (5 page)

As
her email pinged to let her know she had unread mail, she saw Sadie, one of the
other assistants, approaching her desk.
 
So she is the one who drew the short straw
then?
 
Sam felt her lips curve into a
slight smile as she prepared herself for all the questions when she heard a
door open.
 
Turning her head, she heard
the silence fall again as Anthony walked out, followed by another man who Sam
recognised as the guy who’d held the elevator door for Alistair.

The
two of them made a striking pair; one was tall and dark, the other even taller
and blond.
 
Both guys were very good
looking and if the way the whole female staff, and one or two of the guys, were
staring at them, the others though so too.
 
Turning her eyes back to her computer, she saw Sadie freeze in her
tracks as her head continued to move, following the two men.
 
She furrowed her brow when Sadie’s head came
to a stop, her eyes flicking between her and something behind her.
 
Turning her head, she saw both men standing a
couple of feet away, a smile on their faces and a twinkle in their eyes.

“Can
I help you gentlemen?” She asked as calmly as she could, although calm was the
last thing she felt right now.

Sam
watched as both men remained silent and just watched her.
 
Her eyes flicked between both of them.
 
Neither expression gave anything away and she
started to feel a little self conscious under their scrutiny.
 
Turning her chair so she faced them fully,
she crossed her legs and folded her arms, seeing the lips on Anthony’s
chiselled face twitch.
 
Dimples obviously
ran in the Lockwood family.

“Do
you need anything?” Sam said, hoping her impatience didn’t appear apparent.

Sam
sighed as the two men just looked at each other, before they turned back to
her, their smiles bigger than ever.

“There’s
plenty of things we need Miss Westfield, but I doubt you can help us.”
 
Anthony said as he leaned forward, placing
his hands on the arms of her chair, effectively caging her in.

“Oh?
And why is that?”
 

“Because
I’m quite partial to my dick, and if Alistair found out you’d helped me with my
‘needs’, he’d have it in a vice.”

Sam
couldn’t stop her eyes from widening as Anthony straightened and nodded to her.

“See
you soon Miss Westfield.”

She
watched the backs of the two men as they left the office and she blew out the
breath she didn’t know she’d been holding.
 
What the hell had that been about?
 
Shaking her head, she turned back to her computer, only to see Sadie
leaning over her soundboard.
 
The
brunette was practically bouncing as she gave her a face splitting grin and Sam
inwardly groaned.
 

“So?
 
We want details girl?
 
What’s he like?
 
What happened in the elevator?
 
Is he really as good looking up close?
 
Who were those two hotties?”

Sam
held her hand up to halt the questions that were being fired at her and took a
breath before answering each one.

“He’s
nice.
 
Nothing. Yes.
 
His brother and I assume a friend. Anything
else?”

“That’s
it?
 
Come on Sam, give us something,
anything.
 
You were trapped in an
elevator with Alistair Lockwood for almost twenty minutes.
 
You must have spoken with him.”

“We
spoke, he’s a nice guy.
 
Nothing else to
say.”

“But...”

“Don’t
you have work to do Sadie? Because I know I do.”

Sam
watched as the brunette clamped her mouth shut and pursed her lips, obviously
unhappy that she wasn’t saying more about being stuck in the elevator with
Alistair.
 
What else could she say?
 
Yeah, we were trapped in the elevator and if
we had been five minutes longer he’d have fucked my brains out against the
wall.
 
Not exactly discreet.
 

Sighing
as she flicked through her emails, she couldn’t help the smile that crept to
her lips.
 
She knew that whenever she
thought about what had happened, she wouldn’t be able to hide her grin.
 
It had been an experience unlike any other
and one she was never likely to forget.

Shaking
her head, Sam knew she needed to get back to work as she reached into her
drawer, pulling out a file and placing it on her desk.
 
When she straightened, she jumped when she
saw Rachael, David’s PA, standing next to her.
 
Her arms were folded and there was a scowl marring her otherwise pretty
face.

“David
wants to see you in his office.” Rachael said before turning and stomping away.

Whoa.
 
What had crawled up her butt and died?
 

Locking her computer, Sam stood and
followed Rachael down the office towards the room that she knew currently
contained David and Alistair. Oh my god! What if David had guessed what had
happened and was calling her in to fire her?
 
What if Alistair had said something?
 
No, he wouldn't and David couldn't actually fire her as he wasn't
technically her boss, but he could sure as hell make things difficult for
her.
 

Approaching the door, Sam paused
slightly before smoothing her shirt and stepping inside.
 
Rachael was sat at her desk bashing away at
the keyboard.
 
Clearly something was
eating away at her.
 
Sam waited
patiently, knowing better than to walk in unannounced.
 
She flicked her eyes around the office, looking
out the floor to ceiling windows that gifted Rachael a wonderful view of
Downtown Toronto.
 

She began to wonder if she would ever
get an office like this one before she saw Rachael looking at her.
 
Her expression made it look as if she was
sizing her up.
 
If she didn't know any
better she'd have thought she was about to jump out of her chair and lay into
her right there in the middle of the office.

"You can go in, they're waiting
for you.
Although heaven knows why."

The last part was said so quietly that
she almost didn't hear it and Sam began to wonder what she'd done to deserve
the attitude and hostility she could feel coming from her.
 
Giving Rachael one last look, seeing she'd
returned to her keyboard, Sam opened the door into David's office, bracing
herself for what was about to happen.

oOo

Alistair smiled and nodded in all the
right places as David made small talk.
 
He'd only seen her a few minutes ago, yet he was so anxious to see her
again he was practically vibrating with excitement.
 
He didn't know what it was about her that had
him so distracted, but he couldn't remember the last time he'd acted like this
because of a girl.
 
Now that he thought
about it, he didn
’
t recall
ever
acting this way over a girl.
 
What was she doing to him?

When he heard the click of the door
opening, he fought the urge to jump up from his seat and rush over to her.
 
Instead, he waited for David to stand before
taking a breath and getting to his feet slowly. He saw the smile on David's
face and heard the click of her heels on the wooden floor.
 
He has the sudden flash of turning round and
seeing her wearing nothing but those heels and a smile and he had to stifle the
groan that threatened to pass his lips.

Making a mental note to make that little
fantasy happen, he turned to face her, seeing that she was indeed wearing a
smile.
 
He remembered how she'd made him
feel when she
’
d smiled at him as he'd held her in his arms.
 
Having that smile aimed directly at him had
done things to his insides and he was dying for a repeat performance.
 
Seeing David approach her, he dragged his
mind back to reality and plastered a smile onto his face.

"
Sam,
thanks for coming in.
”
David said as he gently took her arm.
“
Please take a seat. Can I get you a drink?"

"Water will be fine, thank
you."

Gesturing to the chair he'd just
vacated, Alistair smiled when she took a few steps closer to him and nodded her
thanks as she sat. He took a moment to breath in her scent before straightening
and taking the seat next to her as David handed her a glass of water, returning
to his chair behind his desk.
 

It was taking all of his willpower not
to stare at her.
 
She was so beautiful
that it was harder than he ever thought it would be.
 
He
’
d
met hundreds of beautiful women throughout his career and staring had never
been a problem, but Sam was a different matter altogether.

"I heard about the problem with
the elevator Sam. I hope it wasn't too difficult for you." David asked
her.

Alistair saw her head angle slightly
as she went to look at him then changed her mind.
 
It looked like she was having just as
difficult a job as he was keeping her eyes to herself.

"It was fine David.
 
Mr Lockwood was the perfect gentleman and
kept my mind off the fact we were stuck in there."

Hell yeah he had, and he couldn't wait
to do it again.

"That's good to hear. I'm glad he
took care of you."

Sam had chosen that moment to take a
sip of her water and, upon hearing David's words, proceeded to choke as she
spluttered and coughed.
 
Alistair reached
out and took the water from her hands so she didn't spill it everywhere and
softly patted her back, unable to stop the smile that lifted his lips.
 
He knew exactly where her mind had gone at
that moment as his had gone to exactly the same place.

"You okay?" he asked her, trying
his hardest to keep the laughter out of his voice, realising he hadn't
succeeded when she glared at him.

"Yes, thank you."

Nodding his acceptance of her words,
he removed his hand from where it rested on her back, feeling the loss of
contact deep within him.
 
Something
inside was telling him to grab hold of her and never let go.
 
He didn
’
t
know where it was coming come from, but he knew it was something he intended to
act upon as soon as he could.

"The reason I called you in Sam
is because of our meeting yesterday."

Alistair watched her absorb the words
before her eyes widened and her shoulders hunched.
 
He watched David, hoping that the look in his
eyes would tell him to hurry things along.
 
Judging my Sam's posture, he could tell that she thought it was bad
news.
 
Then again, even when David told
her, she could still think it was bad news.

"As you know, we met with Mr
Lockwood yesterday to discuss the possibility of him accepting our
representation in light of recent events involving his current
agent."
 
Alistair watched as she
nodded, her eyes flicking to him for just a moment before she looked back.
"Well, following that meeting and a recent discussion between myself and
Mr Lockwood, I'm happy, no, I'm
overjoyed
to announce that he had accepted our proposal and as of today, he is a client
of Robinson, Morgan and Green."

Alistair saw her posture relax a
little when she realised it wasn't bad news before she turned to him in her seat.

"That's good news Mr
Lockwood.
 
Welcome to RMG."

"Thank you Samantha." He
said with a smile, before turning to David.
 
"I just have one condition that I'd like to add to our
agreement."