The Billionaire's Challenge - Final Google

“Are you ready?” Reid asked through the phone.

Selena paused and looked around. “Ready for what?” she asked.

“Brant, my brother, is back from a business trip. I’m going to introduce you around to the team and a few others today, so I’m driving you to work. I’m waiting outside for you.”

Selena hurried out of the bedroom and peered through the glass doors. Sure enough, he was standing there, looking amazing in dark slacks and jacket with an open neck white shirt. He looked like every woman’s dream man; sophisticated, casual, and confident.

Every woman’s dream man.

He turned and stopped her through the windows. “I’ll be out in a moment,” she told him and ended the call. Grabbing her lunch out of the fridge, which she’d made last night – while thinking about him– and her bag. With everything already packed, she straightened her shoulders, took a deep breath and nodded to herself. “This is it,” she whispered.

And she walked out into the early morning sunshine. The heat was already starting to build, but she still needed a sweater. Probably for just another hour, maybe less. But she was still impressed with the difference in atmospheres here.

“I love these cool mornings,” she said as she slipped into the passenger seat.

Reid watched her closely, wondering what she had on underneath the dress. She looked spectacularly hot this morning. The sleek lines of her dress skimmed along her curves and those heels…! Damn, he liked a woman in high heels. He knew that was sexist, but there was just nothing better to make a woman’s legs look good.

Well, maybe when this particular pair of legs were wrapped around his waist, they might look better. He’d have to determine that once he knew the difference and judge accordingly.

“Reid?”

He blinked, realizing that he was staring down at her legs. “Right,” he replied and slammed the door closed. Damn, this was going to be harder than he thought.

Walking around to the driver’s side, he hurried his steps, realizing that he’d be able to see her legs as he drove to the office.

Okay, so it might be safer to watch the road rather than her legs. But he wasn’t completely sure he could do it.

When they arrived safely at the office, he escorted Selena into the building, showing her around. When he reached the executive floor, he greeted several people, but kept moving along the hallway. “This is my office,” he indicated a set of double doors at one end of the hallway. “Let me introduce you to my brother. He’s at the other end. Feel free to interrupt us for anything. We have an open door policy.”

She admired that and knew that it trickled down to every level of the company. Reid and Brant Jones ran a tight company, but their policies were well known. She’d read several Jones brothers interviews, trying to discover the secret of their success. So far, no one had truly figured it out. Now that she was here, Selena suspected that the success of Rembrandt Cosmetics was due to the forceful personalities of Reid and Brant Jones. At least one of the brothers certainly had a powerful confidence about him.

“Brant!” he called as he stepped into his brother’s office.

A handsome man, spectacularly similar to Reid, swung around in a large, leather chair, phone to his ear. But as soon as he saw Reid, he told the person on the other end of the phone call that he’d have to call them back.

“I take it this is the brilliant mind behind our new marketing strategy?” Brant asked, stepping out from behind a massive desk that had to have been custom built for this office. It was a fabulous steel and glass piece of art that she couldn’t help but admire.

“I’m Selena Bailey,” she replied, extending her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Jones.” For some reason, this man, who looked so similar to his brother in both height and coloring, didn’t intimidate her like Reid did. There was something forceful about both brothers, but Brant Jones was…different. Yes, the hard features were there. The aura of authority and command were definitely alive and flourishing. But he was different.

“Brant,” he corrected. “It’s great to finally meet you. It’s a shame it took Reid this long to get you out here to start the ball rolling.”