UNEXPECTEDLY YOURS by REBECCA SHEA

Excerpt from Unexpectedly You by Rebecca Shea

There’s a loud knock on the conference room door that startles both Jamie and me. She jumps up and opens the door, just as Eddie pops his head inside.

“Sorry to interrupt, ladies,” he starts. “We have the conference room reserved for a client meeting in five minutes.”

I glance at my watch and see that it’s almost nine o’clock. Jamie and I have been in here for almost an hour.

“Shit,” I mumble, grabbing my empty coffee cup. “I have to get to work.”

“Me too,” says Jamie, following me from the conference room back toward our desks.

I stop abruptly, causing Jamie to run into my backside when I see Drew standing in my cube, staring out my window over a cloudy, rainy Manhattan. His hands are shoved into his pockets and his dress shirt is rolled up to his forearms. Tan, muscular arms stick out from under that crisp dress shirt. Even casual, he looks like the powerhouse CEO that he is. My heart rate kicks up a notch at the sight of him.

As Jamie nudges me forward, I clear my throat as I do my best to look unaffected by his presence.

“Mr. McPherson,” I acknowledge him, but don’t look at him. I slide into my desk chair and enter the password to my computer, bringing the screen back to life.

“Good morning,” he says from behind me and I still keep my eyes trained on my computer. “And good morning, Jamie,” he says, acknowledging her.

I glance up at Jamie and see her smile at him knowingly. Dammit, Jamie.

“Morning, Mr. McPherson. Busy weekend getting to know New York City?” she asks him with the kind of innocence only a skilled liar could pull off. I’m going to fucking kill her. I narrow my eyes at her and she winks at me.

I spin around in my chair to look at Drew, whose eyes jump back and forth between us, and I can see he’s picked up that I’ve filled her in. I hang my head in shame and shake my head.

“It was a wonderful weekend,” he tells her honestly.

“Do anything exciting?” she asks, her tone snarky and her questions intruding. “Or anyone?” she says under her breath and I choke.

“Are you okay?” Drew asks me.

“Fine,” I cough out, tossing a glare at Jamie, who giggles and slides into her desk chair. I pick up a pen off my desk and throw it at her. It hits her back. She bursts into laughter and Drew shakes his head in amusement at us.

He leans over my shoulder and whispers into my ear, “I missed you last night.” His warm breath causes me to shiver and catch my breath. “I didn’t like waking up and you not being there,” he continues, knowing the effect he has on me.

I shift in my chair and sit up straight, trying to drown out the throbbing that has started between my legs.

I spin slowly toward him and stop, his face mere inches from mine. “I slept remarkably well,” I tell him.

He smiles. “Liar.”

“I’m not lying,” I whisper.

“You are.” He brushes a knuckle over my top lip and my skin breaks out in goosebumps. “When you lie, your upper lip twitches.” Jesus Christ, this man has me all figured out.

I hold his gaze and my heart stammers in my chest. Looking at him, I can’t help but feel that I’ve missed him too.

“I’d like to meet with you later to go over a few things,” he says, standing up. “How does eleven thirty in my office sound?”

“Sounds fine,” I muster out.

“See you then, Gracie.”

Drew saunters out of my cube and down the hallway. I can’t help it as my eyes follow him as he walks through the rows of cubes until he reaches his office. I notice Jamie watching him too before she spins around in her chair and faces me.

“Holy fuck,” she hisses. “That man has it bad for you.” I look back at Drew’s office and watch the door close before I look at Jamie again.

“I know.” And sadly, I have it just as bad for him.

About the Author

Rebecca Shea is the USA Today Bestselling author of the Unbreakable series (Unbreakable, Undone, and Unforgiven), the Bound & Broken series (Broken by Lies and Bound by Lies) and two stand alone novels, Dare Me and Fault Lines. She has also co-written two books with her friend, A.L. Jackson, The Hollywood Chronicles: One Wild Night and One Wild Ride.​

She lives in Phoenix, Arizona with her family. From the time Rebecca could read she has had a passion for books. Rebecca spends her days working full-time and her nights writing, bringing stories to life. Born and raised in Minnesota, Rebecca moved to Arizona in 1999 to escape the bitter winters.

When not working or writing, she can be found on the sidelines of her sons football games, or watching her daughter at ballet class. Rebecca is fueled by insane amounts of coffee, margaritas, Laffy Taffy (except the banana ones), and happily ever afters.

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