Just One Taste (Kimani Romance) Read Online Free Page B

Daniel’s impatience. Daniel Buchanan would certainly not be considered a charmer. His idea of swatting a mosquito was to detonate a nuclear device. He was brash and impetuous and when he wanted something, he ran roughshod over anyone and everyone to get it. Titan was his only concern. He lived and breathed for the company and God help anyone who got in his way.
    “Make it an option. This was your idea and it will give us exactly what we need,” Daniel ordered. “I want this finished now.”
    “Daniel, we have to be patient. This is going to be tricky enough and we need to move cautiously. The last thing we need is a PR nightmare, and after the Gulf oil spill in 2010, that’s exactly what we’ll get. Your way, bulldozing into submission, will not work in this case. We need to use finesse. The locals are already—”
    “I don’t give a damn about the locals. We can’t let this opportunity slip by. Do you have any idea how many companies would love to step in and take over this project? No, this is too important to Titan. Perhaps your being in Europe the last few months has softened your edge and clouded your outlook on our goal. Apparently, you’re not the uncompromising businessman you once were.”
    Chase visibly bristled. His jaw tightened and he shifted the phone against his ear. “Respectfully, Daniel,” Chase began patiently, “my outlook has neither changed nor varied. You need to step back and allow me to get the job done the way I see fit. You had a problem, remember? Your way didn’t work, so you called me. Not the other way around. I resolve problems. That’s what I do.”
    “Well, you don’t seem to be doing it right now,” Daniel said.
    Chase’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t taunt me, Daniel, and don’t threaten me.” His voice was stern and uncompromising. “Remember, I’m the last person you want to push too far.” His words of warning sliced deep.
    Daniel immediately backed down. “I need this done, Chase,” he said calmly. “I sent you in for one reason and one reason only.”
    “Either I handle this my way or I get back on my plane. You choose, right now.” There was a noise in the house. Chase grimaced and turned around. Something had broken in the kitchen. As far as he knew he was in the house alone.
    “Okay. Your way, and that’s exactly the determined fire I want to hear in your voice,” Daniel said. “I needed to make sure that the Chase I know is still up on his game. You keep that fire burning, son. Just make sure it works in Titan’s favor. Call me next week with good news.”
    Chase ended the call and turned toward the kitchen. He walked through the foyer and dining room down the short hall to the kitchen door. He heard water running, but the room was empty when he opened the door. He scanned the kitchen more closely, knowing someone was there. Seconds later, Nikita Coles stood up with a brush and dustpan in her hands. She walked to a closet in the mudroom, came out and went to the sink.
    Chase stood there watching her. Seeing her earlier had made him curious. Seeing her now piqued his interest. He’d observed her in photos, both on the internet and in the dossier he had on her. But they were nothing compared to her being there in person. She was medium height and slim with cinnamon-toasted skin. Her features were soft and delicate, dark almond-shaped eyes, and high cheekbones and full softly tinted lips. She was known as a brilliant and temperamental chef and also an intelligent businesswoman with an eye for future developments. The latter was what brought him here.
    A knowing smile tipped his lips. Knowing everything about a person can sometimes take the fun out of getting to know them naturally. But this wasn’t a typical get-to-know-you situation. This was business. She had something he wanted and within the next few weeks he intended to get it. But right now he needed to find a way to get close to her.
    “Good evening,” he said in a mellow voice.
    Nikita