It didn’t matter if the challenge was to shave seemingly impossible seconds from his fastest run, or close a deal others swore would collapse. It didn’t always look like it to anyone else, especially those he left in his wake, but he wasn’t trying to beat the next guy. He was trying to beat himse...
Quite predictably, that crazy combination of reactions vanished with the slow blink of his lashes. "Need a hand?" he asked blandly, standing up to extend his as she moved to the step beside him. Keeping her eyes on the step so she wouldn't slip and ...
With Colonel Prescott, perhaps, since he was in charge of intelligence. Or with Duke Logan, since he was a member of the Royal Guard. She thought for certain she would be working with Harrison and had found herself looking forward to the possibility with more anticipation than was probably wise—u...