He glanced at Dylan, who was now asking her about their current employment quotas. Adam noticed that she didn’t seem particularly charmed by Dylan’s good looks, brown curls, or big brown eyes as most women were. Even though Adam and Dylan were easily able to assert themselves around men – taking control as powerful leaders – it was often easier to do business with women. The brothers weren’t arrogant, but they knew they were attractive and charming. They’d been buying software companies for five years now, ever since Adam had graduated from MIT with a degree in digital engineering. Dylan was only a year older and they’d vowed to go into business together since childhood – and what an empire they’d built. Adam was only twenty-seven, and he was already wealthy beyond his wildest dreams.
“And how does that sound to you, Mr Quinlan?” Amy asked.
Adam snapped himself out of it. “Oh, er?” He glanced over at his brother, who nodded discretely.
Adam grinned. “Sounds great.”
“Good,” she said. “I need to know that you won’t change anything. Your previous bullying techniques have shown us –”
“Hey, we never bullied anyone.”
“You threatened to bankrupt us by stealing our clients as well as our technical staff.”
Dylan winced. “We really just want to acquire your company. No harm intended.”
And we always get what we want, Adam thought.
Amy threw a hand to her curvy waist. She had the figure of a 1950s bombshell, as well as a doll-like face and piercing eyes that made Adam glad he was already sitting down.
“I assume your solicitor has looked over the contract we sent last week?” she asked.
Adam shrugged. “Yep. Our solicitor says it looks fine and we’re ready to sign.”
This seemed to derail Amy. She was obviously here for a fight and was confused that Adam and Dylan just wanted to get on with it. They had their reasons, of course, but Amy didn’t need to know them. Not yet.
As much as Adam was tempted to draw this meeting out all afternoon and admire Amy’s fantastic body, he knew he’d better wrap up. His inbox was overspilling with urgent emails, vying for his attention.
“Ms Carter,” he said. “I hope we’ve answered all your questions?”
Amy raised an eyebrow. “So that’s it?”
“For today. But I hope you’re beginning to see the benefits of a merger between us?”
Adam winked at her, aware of how flirty his last sentence had sounded.
Amy cleared her throat and stood tall, not allowing her expression to flicker. The more she resisted, the more he wanted her. She would relent, and he would triumph by fucking that gorgeous body into absolute pleasure.
“Do you have any questions?” she asked.
Dylan leaned forward. “No, I think you’ve covered everything at this stage. We’ve got a meeting scheduled tomorrow with our finance director. I hope you’ll join us for that.”
“Yes, absolutely,” Amy said. “I’m in New York for three days, so I will definitely be here for that meeting. In the meantime, please don’t hesitate to ask me anything.”
Adam pushed back his chair and swaggered around to perch on the walnut table. He folded his arms across his chest and inspected her. “I have a question, Ms Carter.”
“Yes, Mr Quinlan?”
“Will you have dinner with me tonight?”
Amy froze. Adam could almost hear the thoughts rushing through her brain – is he asking me this as a client or a date?
She opened her rosebud lips. “To discuss the imp
ending deal?”
“No. I think we should get to know each other on a more personal level. Just me and you? Let our hair down a bit – what do you say?”
Amy stared deeply into Adam’s eyes. Her blue eyes flashed with a passionate anger that he was desperate to tame.