Alveus (ABC's Inc. Romance #1) Read Free

liebling ,” Dane pleasantly flirted. He was in a fantastic mood.
Keith had come through for him! His friend had found a call girl willing to
take on the assignment. He also assured him that the woman had breeding and
class. Frankly he found it impossible to believe that the kind of woman his
friend had described would offer herself up for money, but who was he to judge
what brought a person to the point of demeaning themselves. He tapped out a
joyful rhythm on the door before opening it.
    Taking
two steps into the office, Dane stopped and stood dumbfounded! The woman seated
stiffly in one of the leather chairs was breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair had
the color and silky smooth shine of newly polished cherry wood. The unusual color
coupled with her alabaster skin, mesmerized and drew him in. She glanced at him
through the thick lashes of downcast eyes… shy? He felt something stir within
him, penetrating through deep recesses. Impossible. Dane yanked his eyes
away from the woman and locked onto his friend’s smug face. Keith broadened his
smile.
    “Dane,
I’d like you to meet your fiancée, Aly Pro… um, Prost,” he gestured to the
woman, who stood up and offered her hand. “Miss Prost, Dane Wellesley.”
    The
woman seemed to falter for a split second, but her chin came up and a pair of
the palest blue eyes Dane had ever seen, locked onto his. The impact nearly
knocked him over! Why would such an exquisite creature put a price on herself? He
tried to imagine the kind of dire straits that could bring her to such a
decision.
    Forcefully,
regrettably, he pulled his eyes from hers and inspected the rest of the
package. She was wearing a mint-green silk suit with a cream camisole, classy,
and yet feminine. Its pleated skirt did nothing to hide her curvaceous hips,
nor the shapely legs it caressed. Danes body responded as he imagined his hands
doing the caressing. His eyes retraced their journey upward, to linger on her
breasts. They prowled the thin fabric of the camisole, as if demanding it to
reveal its precious cargo.
    “ Ah-hem! ”
The clearing of his friend’s throat succeeded in wrenching Dane back to his
surroundings.
    “I
take it you approve, then,” Keith said. “Now, if you plan to get your fiancée
settled in Oma’s house, you’d probably better get going; especially, if it’s
your wish to introduce Frollein Prost
to your grandmother before she retires for the day.”
    “Of
course, thank you, Keith,” Dane shook his friend’s hand, sealing the deal. He
turned to Lexi, “Your things?”
    “Already
in the boot of the Phaeton,” Ingram said.
    “Pretty
sure of yourself,” Dane teased, “and the paperwork?”
    “Everything’s
in order,” his friend assured. “I didn’t get this position on just my good
looks, you know.”
    “Looks
and brains, how did I get so lucky?” Dane was in a mood to fuel his friend’s
ego. It was beginning to look like things just might work out. Oma would be
kept happy with the challenge of persuading his girlfriend to marry her
grandson, and he might actually look forward to spending time with the
beautiful creature posing as the love of his life.  He couldn’t seem to wipe
the grin off his face. Yep, perhaps it’s time to look into a raise, or at least
a bonus, for his corporate lawyer.
     
    During
the long drive to Oberstein, Dane tried to recruit his passenger’s help in
concocting a feasible story for their fictitious relationship, one which would
satisfy his wily grandmother. Unlike any of the other woman he’d spent time
with, Aly did not chatter on insistently about herself, offering up tidbits of
her likes and dislikes, family members and where she’d traveled. In fact it was
a challenge to get her to speak in more than monosyllables.
    “Is
Aly short for Allison?” he asked.
    “Okay,”
she shrugged.
    “No,
I mean… never mind.” He couldn’t help grinning. She is definitely unique.
“You’re American, right?” He received a nod. “I make