Her Festive Baby Bombshell

“McMurray said he wasn’t feeling so good and went to lie down. The other guys are taking in some sun and playing cards. So I’m all yours.”

She eyed him up, surprised by his roll-up-his-sleeves-and-dive-in attitude. “The first place we start is on MyFace and work on recruiting additional pilots. Do you have a MyFace account?”

“No. I’ll get my laptop.” He got to his feet and headed for the door. He paused in the doorway and turned back to her. “On second thought, why don’t you bring your laptop and work in my suite? It’s a lot bigger.”

Holly paused. The last time she’d been in his room, work had been the very last thing on either of their minds. The memory of him pulling her close, of his lips moving hungrily over hers, sent her heart pounding. She vividly remembered how he’d awakened her long-neglected body. Their arms had been entangled. Their breath had intermingled. And any rational thoughts had fled the room.

“I know what you’re thinking.”

Heat flared in her cheeks. Are my thoughts that transparent?

“But don’t worry, it won’t happen again. You have my word.”

Maybe I can trust you, but it’s me that I’m worried about.

CHAPTER EIGHT

SHE AMAZED HIM.

Finn awoke the next morning thinking of Holly. They’d worked together until late the night before. She had truly impressed him—which wasn’t an easy feat. To top it off, she was efficient and organized. He knew she was good at her job, but he had no idea just how talented she was until last night.

They’d taken a long break for dinner with his associates. They updated them on all they’d accomplished and what Holly hoped to achieve over the next few days. The men promised to do their part to ensure the success of Project Santa, including putting out a call for volunteers to their employees and their families.

And to Finn’s shock the two men who weren’t active on social media were open to having Holly assist them with setting up a personal MyFace account. Everyone wanted to do their part to promote the project so that it was a success.

Finn slipped out of bed and quietly padded to the shower. With Project Santa underway, he had to concentrate on today’s business agenda. He had a business venture that he wanted to entice these men to invest in. And thanks to Holly, everyone appeared to be in fine spirits. He hoped to capitalize on it.

Today he’d switched from his dress shorts and polos to slacks and a dress shirt. He couldn’t help it. When he wanted to take charge of a business meeting, he wanted to look the part, too. He supposed that was something his father had taught him. Though his father had spiraled out of control after his brother’s death, before that he was a pretty good guy, just a bit driven. He supposed his father was no more a workaholic than himself.

Finn straightened the collar of his light blue shirt with vertical white stripes sans the tie. Then he turned up the cuffs. After placing his Rolex on his wrist, he was ready to get down to business. Now he just needed Holly to take some notes.

He headed down the passageway to her cabin and knocked. There was no answer.

“Holly, are you in there?”

Knock-knock.

“Holly?”

That was strange. When they’d parted for the evening, they’d agreed to get together first thing in the morning to go over today’s agenda. And then he recalled her picking her way through her dinner. Maybe he should be sure she was okay.

He tried the doorknob. It wasn’t locked. He opened it a crack. “Holly, I’m coming in.”

No response.

He hesitantly opened the door, not sure what he expected to find. He breathed easier when he found her bed empty. Before he could react, the bathroom door swung open and she came rushing out.

Dressed in a short pink nightie, she was a bit hunched over. Her arm was clutched over her stomach.

“Holly?”

She jumped. Her head swung around to face him. The color leached from her face. He wasn’t sure if the lack of coloring was the result of his startling her or if it was because she didn’t feel well.

“What are you doing here?”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. I...uh, well, we were supposed to meet up this morning. And when you didn’t answer the door, I got worried. I came in to make sure you’re all right.”