Fall
into Forever
Book
Three of the Fall Series
Evelyn
Harper
Copyright © 2013
All
rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or
transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or
other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of
the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical
reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.
Copyright © 2013
All characters appearing in this
work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely
coincidental.
Warning: This work contains
scenes of graphic sexual nature and it is written for adults only(18+). All
characters depicted in this story are over 18 years of age.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Epilogue
Chapter 1
Jennifer repeated the thought running through her head. The “J” she
initially thought was from the mystery woman, could actually be from Philip’s
father, Johann Haas.
“Mr. Haas, he said that if you don't wish to speak with him, Eloisa
Rousseau is willing to come to the office again.” Emma, Philip’s sharp
secretary, seemed to read into her boss's silence.
Rousseau? Jennifer's memory flashed back to the woman who'd given
Philip the note. There had been something different about her voice, something
that Jennifer realized now could have been a French accent. If this Rousseau
was connected to Philip's father, it stood to reason that she had been
delivering that note to Philip on his father's behalf rather than for her own
purposes. It still didn't explain the kiss on the cheek or the comments about
seeing Philip again, but the note could have been something else, maybe a
request for a paternal reconciliation rather than a romantic one.
“I don't want to talk to him, and I don't have time to meet with Eloisa
today.” Philip's voice was terse.
“Philip, it's okay,” Jennifer knew she had to say something to show him
that she trusted him as much as he had her when he'd given her the Carlisle
assignment.
He looked over at Jennifer and raised an eyebrow in question.
“We can reschedule if you need to meet with someone.” Jennifer motioned
to the Carlisle folder. “I can get started on this and we can go over the rest
of the material some other time.”
“Thank you, Jennifer,” Philip said. “But our work here is my priority.
I'll address the situation at another time.”
“I'll let Mr. Haas know that you're busy and you'll make contact at
your convenience.” Emma didn't comment on the exchange between Philip and
Jennifer.
“Thank you, Emma.” Philip pressed the intercom button and straightened,
addressing Jennifer. “Let's go ahead and take that break now.”
If Jennifer hadn't been studying Philip's body language for weeks, she
might have missed how tightly clasped his hands were, knuckles white, or how
stiffly he was holding his body. As it was, she didn't comment. It was obvious
that he needed some time and space to deal with her questions and that phone
call. Despite how nonchalant he'd tried to sound, she now saw that there was
something going on between Philip and his father.
“That sounds good.” She stood. “I think I'll run and get some coffee.”
She gave him what she hoped was a cheerful grin. “Want me to get you one too?”
“That'd be great. Thanks.” Philip's smile was faint, but it was there.
Jennifer decided to take that as a good sign. “I'll be back in
fifteen.”
***
By the time she returned with the coffee, Philip had regained his
composure and it was back to business, though not really as usual. There was
something different about it, Jennifer thought, even though she couldn't quite
put her finger on what it was that had changed. It was a look, a
into Forever
Book
Three of the Fall Series
Evelyn
Harper
Copyright © 2013
All
rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or
transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or
other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of
the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical
reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.
Copyright © 2013
All characters appearing in this
work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely
coincidental.
Warning: This work contains
scenes of graphic sexual nature and it is written for adults only(18+). All
characters depicted in this story are over 18 years of age.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Epilogue
Chapter 1
Jennifer repeated the thought running through her head. The “J” she
initially thought was from the mystery woman, could actually be from Philip’s
father, Johann Haas.
“Mr. Haas, he said that if you don't wish to speak with him, Eloisa
Rousseau is willing to come to the office again.” Emma, Philip’s sharp
secretary, seemed to read into her boss's silence.
Rousseau? Jennifer's memory flashed back to the woman who'd given
Philip the note. There had been something different about her voice, something
that Jennifer realized now could have been a French accent. If this Rousseau
was connected to Philip's father, it stood to reason that she had been
delivering that note to Philip on his father's behalf rather than for her own
purposes. It still didn't explain the kiss on the cheek or the comments about
seeing Philip again, but the note could have been something else, maybe a
request for a paternal reconciliation rather than a romantic one.
“I don't want to talk to him, and I don't have time to meet with Eloisa
today.” Philip's voice was terse.
“Philip, it's okay,” Jennifer knew she had to say something to show him
that she trusted him as much as he had her when he'd given her the Carlisle
assignment.
He looked over at Jennifer and raised an eyebrow in question.
“We can reschedule if you need to meet with someone.” Jennifer motioned
to the Carlisle folder. “I can get started on this and we can go over the rest
of the material some other time.”
“Thank you, Jennifer,” Philip said. “But our work here is my priority.
I'll address the situation at another time.”
“I'll let Mr. Haas know that you're busy and you'll make contact at
your convenience.” Emma didn't comment on the exchange between Philip and
Jennifer.
“Thank you, Emma.” Philip pressed the intercom button and straightened,
addressing Jennifer. “Let's go ahead and take that break now.”
If Jennifer hadn't been studying Philip's body language for weeks, she
might have missed how tightly clasped his hands were, knuckles white, or how
stiffly he was holding his body. As it was, she didn't comment. It was obvious
that he needed some time and space to deal with her questions and that phone
call. Despite how nonchalant he'd tried to sound, she now saw that there was
something going on between Philip and his father.
“That sounds good.” She stood. “I think I'll run and get some coffee.”
She gave him what she hoped was a cheerful grin. “Want me to get you one too?”
“That'd be great. Thanks.” Philip's smile was faint, but it was there.
Jennifer decided to take that as a good sign. “I'll be back in
fifteen.”
***
By the time she returned with the coffee, Philip had regained his
composure and it was back to business, though not really as usual. There was
something different about it, Jennifer thought, even though she couldn't quite
put her finger on what it was that had changed. It was a look, a
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