Risky Business
By Carol Rose
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In this sexy, short contemporary Katie Flanagan is desperate to save her deceased grandfather's photography studio, but Josh Morgan holds both the mortgage and a mean grudge. Josh once proposed to Katie's older sister, offering to give the woman's unborn baby a father, but when her sister ran off with Josh's brother, it left a bad taste in his mouth.
Josh is working his way up the business ladder and he doesn't need more disruption in his personal life. He just wants a sane life and he's determined to wash his hands of the entire Flanagan fiasco. Katie has always been flighty and as unreliable as her sister. Still, when Katie crashes his dinner with the big boss, claiming to be his date, Josh reluctantly agrees to give her one last chance.
He'll hold off on foreclosing on the studio if she continues playing his girlfriend long enough for him to get the promotion he's worked hard for. Katie knows she can make this career work, even though she's never really put herself into anything. She's sure she wants this, but she's not prepared to find herself wanting Josh, too....
Carol Rose
Carol Rose is an award-winning author of contemporary romances. She has written twenty-five books, including Always and Forgotten Father. Her books have won numerous awards, including a final in the prestigious Romance Writers of America Golden Heart Award. Carol is an active member of the North Texas Romance Writers. A frequent speaker at writers’ groups and conferences, she has taught workshops on characterization and, creating and resolving conflict. She works full time as a therapist. Her husband and she married when she was only nineteen and he was barely twenty-one, proving that early marriage can make it, but only if you’re really lucky and persistent. They went through college and grad school together. She not only loves him still, all these years later, she still likes him—which she says is sometimes harder. They have two funny, intelligent and highly accomplished daughters. Carol loves writing and hopes you enjoy reading her work. www.carolrosebooks.com www.twitter.com - carolrose@carolrosebooks https://www.facebook.com/carol.rose.author
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Risky Business - Carol Rose
Risky Business
By
Carol Rose
Copyright Carol Rose 2012
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In loving memory of Barbara Hagood Allred who left this world too soon and whose gentle smile I will always miss.
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CHAPTER ONE
Katie Flanagan couldn't let Josh Morgan take her grandfather's photography studio. Grandpa may have been dead these past seven years, but in her heart he remained the one stalwart figure of her childhood. Surely Josh couldn't be serious about foreclosing. While he'd always been stuffy, she had never thought him mean-spirited.
Her heart shifted into overdrive as Katie nervously crossed the threshold into Josh's office.
He stood behind a large desk, his hair as dark as she remembered, his eyes the same impossible blue. Two years ago, he'd been a young executive on the rise, a sexy, arrogant force to be reckoned with.
At a first glance, it didn't look as if that had changed. Even his office with its impressive desk and the deferential secretary sitting outside proclaimed his status as a major player in the business world.
Assistant vice president.
The power suit he wore did nothing to hide his broad shoulders, either. Funny how she remembered some things so vividly. When he'd been briefly engaged to her older sister, Erin, Katie had found Josh Morgan both amusing and irritating. His black-and-white conservatism had often set the spark to her too-ready temper.
But his current classy surroundings and big job title didn't surprise her. Josh had been on the way up when she'd first met him three years ago. He'd always been driven to succeed.
She'd come here this morning optimistically hoping that he'd put the events of the past behind him and gone on with his life.
Josh!
A tumble of joy coursing through her, Katie strode forward, fully intending to give him a hug. To her surprise, she realized she'd missed sparring with him.
Katie Flanagan?
Josh blurted out, looking thunderstruck as he stood behind his desk.
Yes! It's me.
She gave him a congratulatory smile as she skidded to a halt in front of the desk, deciding to forego the hug for now.
You got the foreclosure notice,
he concluded grimly, nothing close to enthusiasm on his face.
She supposed that was to be expected since they'd had no contact for the last couple of years. Not since Erin ran off with his brother, not even bothering to inform Josh of the fact. It was the most thoughtless thing she'd ever known her sister to do, especially considering how Josh had stepped in and offered to marry Erin when she'd found herself pregnant by a previous lover.
As loyal to her sister as she was, Katie didn't think calling in to a radio talk show and spilling the whole story actually constituted as informing
a man when his fiancée was eloping with his own brother
Josh had a right to be angry about the whole situation, but Katie wasn't letting him punish her and the studio for something Erin and Josh's brother had done. Though she understood Josh had to have been crushed by their betrayal. Who wouldn't have been?
And then there was the money he'd loaned to Erin to resurrect Grandpa's studio. When Erin defaulted on the payments six months ago, it must've felt like insult added to injury.
But Katie had responsibility for neither of those offenses and she couldn't let him foreclose on the studio.
I got some kind of legal-looking letter,
she told him cheerfully, Aren't you going to invite me to sit down?
There's no point,
he said abruptly, his expression less than welcoming. We have nothing to discuss.
Yes, of course, we do.
Katie sat down in a chair facing his desk. This whole studio loan problem.
He remained standing. You haven't bothered yourself about the loan for the last six months when no payments were being made.
I only found out about Erin dropping the payments three months ago.
She leaned forward eagerly. But now I have this great idea.
Good for you. It can't have anything to do with me.
Just listen,
she insisted. This is the best plan. It solves all our problems.
With every appearance of reluctance, Josh lowered himself into the leather chair behind his desk. Our problems?
When Erin left town two years ago, she closed down the studio and dropped the keys off with me, just like that, and I didn't think anything more about it.
Very Flanagan-like,
Josh sneered, his fingers drumming against the arm of the chair.
He wasn't being the least bit friendly, Katie reflected, wisely choosing not to confront him about it. She might be a tad impulsive at times, but she had to convince him to change his mind about the loan. There was no sense in getting him riled up by pointing out his negative attitude.
Anyway,
Katie forged ahead Your letter got me to thinking. I've decided to run the studio myself. I think it might be my niche. I took a photography class in high school and won an award! The studio needs some work, though. The building is rundown, some of the equipment needs replacing, but I don't think it'll take me long to whip it into shape.
She sent her most optimistic smile across the desk. So I was hoping you could help me.
Help you?
he snorted. You want me to do what exactly?
Well, it's not like you'll be out any more money,
Katie said quickly, her hope of that exact thing dying a swift death. Just give me time to get the studio together and going before I start paying off the money we owe you.
A smile curled the corners of Josh's mouth as he leaned his head back against his chair and started laughing. The full, rich sound filled the room, eventually diminishing into masculine chuckles. You have a lot of nerve, Katie Flanagan. You've never been short on nerve.
I kind of hoped you'd moved beyond all the stuff that happened with Erin,
she murmured, not sure whether or not she should be encouraged by his laughter.
''I'm sure you did," he agreed, a decidedly unfriendly grin on his face.
After all, it's not like you guys were really engaged,
she pointed out.
Regardless of what prompted our relationship, I was stupid enough to genuinely offer to marry Erin,
Josh corrected her grimly.
Then she miscarried and met your brother...
And the rest is history,
he finished with a sarcastic smile.
Yes, but all that has nothing to do with the studio, and my taking it over is a great idea. I don't know why I didn't think of it before.
She edged forward in her chair.
If you want to start a photography studio, go get a loan,
Josh said with brutal indifference.
She made a face at him. I talked to one loan officer at a bank, but he kept getting hung up on my lack of experience. It's like all my weekends of helping Grandpa don't count for anything.
And you have no collateral.
Josh laughed.
Nothing but the studio and you hold a loan against that,
she agreed reluctantly, her temper starting to simmer. After all, she wasn't the one who dumped him!
You're a bad risk,
he concluded with apparent satisfaction.
That's what he said,
she admitted, pushing her annoyance aside with an eye on the main goal. So I thought maybe you and I could come to some kind of terms.
He chuckled again. You must be kidding. Your sister runs off with my brother after I offered to marry her to give her child a name. She doesn't even bother to tell me face-to-face-and you think I'm going to give you, her flighty younger sister, the opportunity to screw me over again?
It was a long time ago,
Katie said desperately. And it really had nothing to do with me. I wasn't the one who dumped you.
No, you were a bystander. A typical Flanagan who didn't have the moral courage to tell me when your sister started cheating on me,
he retorted.
Katie bit back a defensive retort, aware of being on shaky ground. Maybe it hadn't been her business to report her sister's deceit, but she knew she hadn't kept quiet out of loyalty alone. If she were honest with herself, she had to admit she couldn't stand the idea of Josh married to Erin.
They were wrong for each other, as subsequent circumstances had proved.
Was he married now? she wondered.
Glancing over, Katie scanned his ringless hand. Of course, some married men didn't wear rings.
But it's not just the past.
Josh leaned forward. Even if I didn't have reason to hate the entire Flanagan family, I still choose my financial risks more carefully these days. And you don't have a particularly commendable history yourself.
What do you mean by that'?
Katie said hotly.
From what I've heard, you've been busy the last few years, living the same sort of irresponsible, self-centered life your mother and sister live.
I don't know what you're talking about!
Let's see. From what I’ve heard you're twenty-four and working as what? A waitress. At a different restaurant every three months. You've taken junior college classes with at least five different majors that I know of and you've been engaged twice. You dumped both guys, and left the last one actually standing at the altar.
There's nothing wrong with being a waitress! And it wasn't my fault that I got hives when I thought about marrying Doug. You don't know anything about it! And I didn't deliberately leave Rick standing at the altar. I tried to call him before the ceremony, but his voice mail wasn't working,
she declared, her temper rising.
The way Josh put it, she sounded like a flake, but it wasn't true at all.
Here it was—Josh's ugly stuffed shirt tendency.
And how do you know all this anyway? You're just listening to gossip,
Katie declared righteously.
You forget,
he said with sarcasm. Your sister is still living with my brother, on and off. He keeps in touch with my aunt and she's not likely to spread unfounded rumors.
Still, there were many extenuating circumstances that you know nothing about.
Katie sat back in the chair, raising her chin.
What I know is that avoidance is your family motto. No Flanagan ever lives up to her commitments. Your father only showed up half a dozen times in your life and your mother has been married and divorced six times. If it hadn't been for your grandfather, the state probably would have taken you and Erin away from your mother.
My mother did the best she could,
Katie defended. And that's all ancient history.
Maybe so,
he concluded, but I have put the insanity of my association with your family behind me. Far, far behind me.
Josh leaned forward, his eyes flinty and his voice grim. I don't even want anyone to know that I was ever foolish enough to be involved with a Flanagan. This is my deep, dark secret. I am a sane, rational, fairly intelligent man. My Flanagan period could do nothing but besmirch the reputation I've worked to build.
You're just being vindictive,
she retorted, as disappointed in him as she was angry. It's the radio talk show thing, isn't it? You're mad about Erin calling that disc jockey and talking about dumping you in front of thousands of people. You still haven't gotten over the embarrassment, even though you were never specifically identified.
He snorted, pushing away from his desk to stand. We don't have anything else to discuss.
Maybe I should call that radio station now and give them the rest of the story. Tell them how you were the guy Erin talked about leaving and now you're foreclosing on me out of spite,
Katie challenged, her impulsive tongue taking on a life of its own.
Don't be ridiculous,
he said, annoyed.
Don't you be ridiculous. You can't foreclose on the studio. It's my heritage and I'll do whatever I have to do to keep it.
Are you threatening me?
His eyes narrowed.
Katie jumped to her feet, her heart pounding. If I have to. I've just got to get the studio going and I don't think it's too much to ask you to give me some time.
You want me to continue to hold the note on this harebrained scheme and then pull your butt out of the fire when it fails,
he said in grim conclusion.
I'm not going to fail!
she yelled. I've never been more serious about anything in my life.
The door behind her opened suddenly and Katie swiveled around glaring at the intruder.
Josh, we need to go over—
A thirty-something guy in a suit came to a halt just inside the door.
The man's gaze immediately strayed in Katie's direction, an appreciative expression slipping onto his face as his scrutiny dropped to her short, tight skirt.
I'm sorry, I didn't know you were busy,
he said to Josh, a smirk spreading across his face.
I'm not, Rick,
Josh said, walking out from behind his desk. Ms. Flanagan was just leaving.
Okay. Let me know when you want to go over the Op-Com contract,
Rick said with a last grin as he left.
Goodbye, Katie,
Josh said as he came around his desk.
We still have a few things to settle,
Katie said in protest as he fastened his hand to her elbow, turning her toward the door.
No, we don't.
His voice was implacable.
You'd better think the situation over carefully,
Katie advised angrily as he moved her toward the door. Don't make me get ugly about this!
With this magnificent, though vague utterance, she shook off his hand and stalked from the office.
***
Is your visitor babe gone?
Rick asked fifteen minutes later as he sauntered back into Josh's office.
She's gone.
Josh didn't comment on his friend's description of Katie. Remembering her lithe body and long, long legs, he couldn't disagree with Rick's designation of her appeal. The last two years had turned Katie's girlish assets into something definitely more womanly. He'd have had to be dead not to notice, but he also knew better than to let Katie Flanagan's sexual lure infect his brain.
His worst misjudgment—Erin Flanagan—hadn't had a fifth of her younger sister's current potency. He'd realized after Erin left him that her defection had enraged more than hurt him. He'd been seduced by the thought of belonging to a family again. But there was no way he'd let an even more lethal Katie get her hooks in him now. He thought of that frothy, curly red hair and those long, long legs and her curves ripened to the point of perfection. She'd definitely grown up since he had seen her last.
Erin had always said their family grew late bloomers, but who would have thought Katie would blossom like this? All that feminine allure combined with her sassy exuberance left him feeling like he needed sunglasses just to look at her.
But he had too much at stake right now to get distracted. This next promotion would set the seal on his career direction.
Only a moron ignored the reality that success equaled money and money meant security. No fool, he'd figured that out at the tender age of nine when his parents had died, leaving he and his brother destitute. After his brief insanity in offering to legitimize Erin's baby and then being jilted by her, he'd realized what he really needed was financial security. Family could come later.
So did you find your redhead in the phone book under Escorts?
Rick asked with a smirk as he sank into the same chair Katie had recently vacated.
Of course not,
Josh said, annoyed. The past two years may have added a vivid, erotic sheen to Katie's cheerful sexiness, but, Flanagan though she was, the girl he remembered wouldn't sink to being an escort.
Kidding,
Rick said, immediately inserting a placating note in his voice as Josh frowned. We're not on a high enough level yet to be able to get away with trysting in the office.
No, we're not.
Josh pulled the Op-Com contract out of a file. Katie Flanagan's just part of a business deal I'm getting rid of.
I can't imagine why you'd want to get rid of her, but never mind. Speaking of business,
Rick went on, handling this contract to the company's advantage can only help your bid for Moore's job when he retires.
I know.
Josh looked across the desk at his friend, his jaw tightening. I'm determined to get that promotion.
More power to you,
Rick said. If I'd been here as long as you, I'd give you a race for your money. Playing with the big boys, earning the big money. Hell, who cares if you have to give up a personal life?
Anything worth having involves trade-offs,
Josh said.
He knew better than anyone what stability meant. What was the use of having a family if you couldn't provide for them, couldn't make sure they would be taken care of if something happened to you?
A personal life could wait.
Lowering his voice, Rick glanced over his shoulder at the nearly closed office door. Of course, once you get to that level, you don't have to buy escorts' attentions. You can afford your own trophy wife like Williams.
Josh agreed with a contemptuous smile. Williams is so unoriginal, he actually bought a Porsche the same week he divorced his first wife.
I'm telling you,
Rick said, it's the corporate game. Play it or lose. Williams's young new wife gives him points with the other guys. Kind of a law of the jungle thing. Hard work will only get you so far. You ought to get yourself a trophy babe.
I don't have a wife to divorce,
Josh protested with a laugh.
Even better,
his friend said, grinning. Allows you to accessorize more quickly. You know, find a woman who looks like your recent visitor and mount her on your wall. All the vice presidents have younger wives who spend their days getting their nails done and picking up their husbands' laundry.
If I mount her, it won't be on the wall.
Josh shook his head, amused by his friend's on-target depiction of life at the top. I also don't have time for a family.
Oh, we're not talking about a family; just a trophy wife. That kind of relationship frees up your time, from what I can tell,
Rick said, mockery in his tone. Kind of like having an artificially-enhanced secretary who never complains how late you work or how many vacations get canceled. Plus you get to sleep with her.
An image popped into Josh's mind. Katie's slender body with her delectable, non-enhanced breasts pouting prettily under her snug sweater. With her glowing skin and her bright red-gold hair, she drew the eye like the heated flame of maple leaves in the fall.
The woman was definitely trophy material. At least, she would have been if she had a steady, reliable bone in her body.
Josh wrenched his thoughts away from Katie Flanagan, returning to the goal that haunted his nights and drove his days. I can do the job and I'd like to get the promotion on my own merits, thank you.
Yeah, that's a nice idea,
Rick said with faint mockery, but get real. Remember Sanders?
Josh frowned. Yes.
He was stuck here rubber-stamping old deals for three years...until his wife found out he was doing the dirty with that coed.
I remember.
Some people around here thought the mess of the divorce would be the end of his career,
Rick recalled cheerfully. But it wasn't two months after his wife left him and he moved in with his honey that he got promoted to the London office.
Yes.
Josh had never liked Sanders. The guy slacked off too much.
Play the game the way the big boys do. That's my motto,
Rick declared. Give me another year and I'll be scouting for a bimbo of my own.
Everything about the idea left a bad taste in Josh's mouth. He'd never been a particularly sensitive guy, but establishing a personal relationship solely for the purposes of his career smacked of deceit. It jarred his sense of fair play to trick a woman that way.
You need to get yourself a very visible chickie baby,
his friend recommended.
Josh couldn't see himself doing it. It was the habit of a lifetime to make only promises he meant to keep.
I want this promotion.
His words were abrupt.
Yep,
Rick agreed. Blind ambition is big-time underrated. You have a real opportunity here with Moore's imminent retirement. They have to decide soon on who to move into his position.
I know.
Josh flipped through the contract.
So,
Rick said, you have to make your move right away. You're not the only one who wants that spot and you've got two or three others vying for it.
Tough,
Josh said, not looking up. I want that job and I'll bust my butt to get it.
Williams is your ticket,
his friend declared. You've saved his skin too many times to count.
And now it's time to collect on that debt,
Josh said.
Going after this promotion was a big move, he knew, and, if he hoped to sell the big