You & Me Make Three: Barrington Billionaire's Series: Book Three by Jeannette Winters Page A

Instead of a stuffy shirt, he was wearing a T-shirt that showed off his biceps. Only business. Only business.
    “Close the door and come sit by me.”
    Only business. Oh shit. I’m screwed.
    Bennett had told him he’d find out what happened, but Shaun wasn’t a man with a lot of patience. He could go back and talk to Elisabeth as she seemed to be very forthcoming. Why go around snooping when he had the source right here?
    She was sitting, her legs crossed tight as though he was going to try to get inside them. Not that I haven’t given that a lot of thought, but right now, I have something else on my mind. Finding out more about you.
    She opened her laptop, and he said, “Close it.”
    Morgan shut it but looked puzzled. “We are here for our HR meeting, correct?”
    “HR questions to be more precise.”
    I know what I know, but not anything beyond that. So if this is a test on my qualifications, it’s going to be a short meeting. “Keep in mind that I’m new to this department.”
    “Oh, I know. But why is more my question.”
    She had no idea what that meant. I’m new because I was only hired last week. “I believe you were there the day I was hired.”
    “I want to know why you took a job in HR.”
    I ask myself that every day. Same answer. Because I was offered it. “I enjoy it.”
    “But that is not your specialty. Wouldn’t you agree?”
    He was fishing for something. She could feel it. But why? And what? “No, it’s not.”
    “Then again I ask: why HR? Why not another department where you might be more qualified?”
    Is he just playing a game with me right now? Because these questions are too vague to answer correctly. “This is the one I was offered.”
    “So you wouldn’t rather be in the file room or maybe in corporate contracts?”
    Damn it, Donald. You weren’t supposed to say anything. How do I explain this now? “I like where I am right now.”
    He didn’t sit. Only stood with his arms folded, staring at her.
    “Shaun, if you have questions just ask, because I need to get home.”
    He came closer, and leaned back on his desk. Now he was only a foot away from her. She wished he would get back up and pace or something; this closeness wasn’t going to help her keep in control of anything, never mind her responses.
    “Tell me about WS & Son.”
    Her heart almost stopped. That was a name she never put on a résumé. How did he find out? Was he digging into her past? Boston had its own business world, so it was possible someone she worked with there, was now here.
    “They are located on the other side of Boston. They are not a competitor of Poly-Shyn, if that is what you are worried about.”
    “Why did you leave?” His eyes were burning into her now as though he could detect her reluctance to answer just through her pulse.
    So many things came to mind. But only one was going to appease him even slightly. It was a half-truth, so maybe this would stop the questioning. There was only so much she was going to tell him as none of it was his business.
    “I wanted to be home with Tyler.” Her answer was simple and over. Now she sat and waited.
    “Morgan, I’m asking you to tell me what happened. What made you leave a senior contract management position practically overnight?” His voice wasn’t demanding or accusing as she thought it would be.
    Do you really want to know why? How will you knowing they hurt Tyler and me benefit our working relationship any?
    “Please, Morgan.”
    She was lost at the honest request. This was a side of him she’d never seen before. But she wasn’t ready to tell him. It was a private part of her that she’d buried and wanted to keep there. Now he was in front of her, asking her to open it all up again.
    “Shaun, I can’t.”
    “Can’t or won’t, Morgan?”
    “What’s the difference? It doesn’t have anything to do with my job here.”
    “I’m not talking about work. I want to know what happened.”
    Why are you being so . . . I don’t know,