Transformed Into The Frenchman's Mistress / Bargained Into Her Boss's Bed

“Where were you? How did it happen?”

“We were on the balcony at one of the rental houses.”

“And he just up and kissed you?”

“He thought I was crying.”

Raine frowned. “That doesn’t sound right.”

“I was actually laughing,” said Charlotte, forcing her mind to back away from the memory.

“Alec doesn’t give sympathy kisses.”

“You know about all his kisses, do you?”

“I have heard tales.”

“Well, you’re not going to hear any more tales from me.” Charlotte sighed and got to her feet. “I’d better get out there and see what’s going on. Alec’s right. I did promise to take care of things.” She picked up her purse. “I guess our fun’s over.”

“Uh-uh.” Raine shook her head in denial. “I’m definitely going to talk to him.”

“Oh, no, you don’t,” Charlotte protested. She had a job to do here, and she was going to take care of it.

“You don’t need to watch every move they make,” said Raine. “I’m not going to let him keep you prisoner here for weeks on end.”

“I’ll talk to him,” said Charlotte. “Later.” After Alec had a chance to calm down, they’d have a discussion and set out the parameters of her role in the film. She had an obligation to him, and she was going to live up to it.