June (Calendar Girl #6) Read Online Free Page A

agree to allow the ships to come in and out, and lose that revenue in trade plus manpower for the cause. Not an easy feat. He also has to get the freighter company, the doctors, missionaries, armed forces for protection, et cetera. There’s a lot more at stake than you think.”
    Wow. Warren really was a modern day superhero. Taking medicine to third world countries, taking dangerous risks for the good of mankind. It’s extremely powerful, and for once, I felt really good about being with this client.
    “So, how can I help?”
    Aaron lifted a hand and petted my cheek with his thumb. “You can relax. Being here, you’re making him one of the big boys with his pretty toy.” I’m certain my eyes blazed white-hot fire when he said that because Aaron laughed and quickly responded. “Not that we think you’re a toy. Jeez. Touchy one.”
    I rolled my eyes and huffed. “Sorry. Maybe I am a little off my game. This is different than what I’m used to.”
    He leaned a bit closer, enough that I could smell the sweet notes of apples and expensive leather from his cologne. “And what are you used to?” His tone was alluring and spoke directly to the woman in me.
    Tipping a bare shoulder and looking over it, I batted my eyelashes. “It’s different for everyone.”
    “Is that right? And if I wanted to test the waters of different while you’re here…would that be something you are interested in? With me, not my father.”
    I pinched my lips and inhaled audibly. Tipping my head, I looked directly into his chocolate eyes. This man was not shy. Desire, lust, want, and greed softly traced every inch of my skin at the way he looked at me. Shivers of excitement rippled from my chest to rest heavily between my legs. He moved his hand to my knee, making slow circles over the bare skin. That excitement I’d felt mere seconds ago, was turning into a swirling pot of nervous energy. Anticipation was a fun game the debonair Aaron Shipley seemed to enjoy playing. He was definitely stellar at the art of seduction. I was seduced…big time.
    Before I got completely lost and leaned forward and took a bite out of what I now had a burning need to sink my teeth into, Warren came back. A huge smile lit his slightly wrinkled face.
    He clapped his hands. “Champagne, good man. We have reason to celebrate!” He announced. The bartender handed him a glass of the bubbly.
    “Is that so, Father? Do tell. The anticipation“—his eyes flicked to mine, a heated look still burning bright—“is positively stifling.”
    Warren spent the next half hour breaking down the agreement he’d come to with Arthur Broughton about the ports. Turned out that Arthur needed a solid charitable write-off and the positive press for his company. He’d been dealing with some bad media about his trades with Asia. News that he would be offering his ports to import medical necessities, supplies, and professionals to countries in dire need of Western medicine was a good business decision and one he couldn’t afford to pass up.
    “Thank you, Mia. You’re already helping me get where I need to be with the program.”
    I turned my head and frowned. “How do you figure? I didn’t do anything.”
    “On the contrary. Arthur had been avoiding me because he thought I had an issue with another business deal he was making with a competitor of Shipley, Inc., which is completely apocryphal.” Aaron nodded. I pretended I knew what apocryphal meant, but gathered it likely had to do with something being false or untrue. “You gave me a perfect road to open conversation with him. We spoke of you momentarily then moved right into business matters. Worked like a charm.” He smiled wide and drank the rest of his champagne.
    There was really nothing more I could say. This entire scenario was outside my comfort zone. Rolling with the punches would be my only option. I held up my glass in a mock cheers. “Glad I could help then.” I laughed and finished off my drink before we