Nick shut the door behind him and f

Nick shut the door behind him and fell into the leather chair. He stared at his drawing board and curled his hands into tight fists to stop the itch. He wanted to create. He envisioned materials such as limestone and brick, with flowing images of glass and sleek curves. The pictures danced behind his closed lids at night, and here he was, owner of Dreamscape Enterprises, and stuck most of the day in board meetings.
He cursed under his breath. Okay, so the board members aggravated him, with the pencil-pushing tactics and money-grubbing ideas. Most of them opposed the waterfront contract, believing the company would go bankrupt if he took the job and couldn’t deliver. The board was right. He had a simple solution.
Don’t fail.
Conte’s party was Saturday night and he still hadn’t secured a business meeting. Hyoshi Komo hadn’t called either. Stuck at square one, the only thing to do was wait for the man to make his move, and count down the hours to the party. Maybe Conte was waiting to see how the social function turned out before seeking a meeting, unlike he told Alexa.
Alexa.
Her name alone was a punch in the gut. He remembered the way she shrieked and shook her head and bounced around the living room in a victory dance after winning chess the night before. A grown woman acting like a child. And once again, he had laughed his ass off. Somehow, as beautiful as his companions were, their slick wit only rippled the surface. Alexandria made him connect with a deep belly laugh, like he was young.
His direct line buzzed. He picked up. “Yes?”
“Did you feed the fish?”
Nick closed his eyes. “Alexa, I’m working.”
She made a rude snort. “So am I. But at least I worry about poor Otto. Did you feed him?”
“Otto?”
“You kept calling him Fish. That hurt his feelings.”
“Fish don’t have feelings. And yes, I fed him.”
“Fish certainly do have feelings. And while we’re discussing Otto, I wanted to tell you I’m worried about him. He’s placed in the study and no one ever goes in there. Why don’t we move him into the living room where he can see us more often?”
Nick dragged a hand down his face and prayed for patience. “Because I don’t want a fish tank ruining the look of the main rooms. Maggie gave me the damn thing as a joke and I hated it on sight.”
Frost nipped through the receiver. “Messy, too, aren’t they? I guess you don’t do humans or animals. I’m sorry to inform you, but even fish get lonely. Why don’t we get him some company?”
He straightened and decided to put an end to this ridiculous conversation. “No. I don’t want another fish, and he will not be moved. Do I make myself clear?”
The line hummed. “Crystal.”
Then she hung up.
Nick cursed, grabbed the nearest stack of papers from the last board meeting, and got to work. The woman actually bothered him at his job about a fish.
He pushed the image of her out of his mind and resumed his work.
…

“He’s gonna be mad.”
Alexa bit down on her lower lip and wondered why Maggie’s words caused a chill to run down her spine. After all, Nick Ryan was no alpha male. Sure, he’d be a little put out from the situation, but he always remained rational.
She surveyed the living room filled with dogs. Lots of dogs. Puppies and mutts and purebreds and hound dogs. Some crowded the kitchen, bumping into tables as they ate their food and slurped water. Others kept up a furious pace as they explored their new home, sniffing in corners and moving from room to room. The wire-haired terrier chewed on a throw pillow. The black poodle jumped on the couch and settled down for a nap. The mutt looked about ready to lift his leg by the speaker, but Maggie grabbed him and threw him into the back yard before he did serious damage.
The worry blossomed into a full-fledged panic attack.
Maggie was right.
Nick might kill her.
She turned toward her friend. “What should I do?”
Maggie shrugged. “Tell him the truth. You’re only taking them for a night or two until the shelter can make other arrangements. If you give them back, they’ll all be put to sleep.”
She winced. “What if he still makes me get rid of them?”
“Take them to your apartment.”
“Too small.”
Maggie threw up her hands when she spotted the look. “Hell, no, I’m not taking them to my place! I’ve got someone coming over and he’ll be a lot warmer than a puppy. You’re on your own.”
“But, Maggs—”
Maggie gave a wave. “Gotta go. Man, I’d love to see the show when my brother walks in. Call me on my cell.”
The door shut.
Alexa surveyed the room, now in puppy chaos, and decided she’d been a little too impulsive. She could have reasonably told the shelter she’d take a few, then brought them to her apartment. But no, she’d been mad at Nick for being a cold-hearted monster about the fish, and decided to teach him a lesson. Except now she was just plain scared.
The hound dog gnawed at the table leg. She pulled herself together and prepared her battle plan. She’d put them all in the spare room and maybe Nick wouldn’t notice. He never went in that room.

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Nick menutup pintu di belakangnya dan jatuh ke kursi kulit. Ia menatap papan gambar Nya dan meringkuk tangannya ke ketat tinju untuk menghentikan gatal. Dia ingin membuat. Ia membayangkan bahan-bahan seperti batu kapur dan batu bata, dengan gambar yang mengalir dari kaca dan ramping kurva. Gambar menari di belakang nya tutup tertutup di malam hari, dan di sini dia, pemilik perusahaan Dreamscape, dan terjebak sebagian besar hari dalam pertemuan Dewan.Dia mengutuk pelan. Oke, jadi anggota Dewan diperburuk dia, dengan pensil-mendorong taktik dan ide-ide yang bersifat mata duitan. Kebanyakan dari mereka menentang kontrak waterfront, percaya perusahaan akan bangkrut kalau ia mengambil pekerjaan dan tidak memberikan. Dewan ini benar. Dia memiliki solusi sederhana.Jangan gagal.Conte's Partai adalah Sabtu malam dan dia masih tidak dijamin pertemuan bisnis. Hyoshi Komo tidak disebut baik. Terjebak pada satu square, satu-satunya hal yang harus dilakukan adalah menunggu orang untuk membuat nya bergerak, dan menghitung mundur waktu ke pesta. Mungkin Conte sedang menunggu untuk melihat bagaimana fungsi sosial ternyata sebelum mencari pertemuan, tidak seperti katanya Alexa.Alexa.Namanya sendiri adalah sebuah pukulan di usus. Ia dikenang cara dia menjerit dan menggelengkan kepalanya dan terpental sekitar ruang tamu di tarian kemenangan setelah memenangkan catur malam sebelumnya. Wanita dewasa bertindak seperti seorang anak. Dan sekali lagi, ia telah tertawa pantatnya. Entah bagaimana, seindah temannya, kecerdasan mereka licin hanya bergelombang permukaan. Alexandria membuatnya terhubung dengan perut tertawa mendalam, seperti dia masih muda.Garis langsung berdengung. Ia memungut. "Ya?""Apakah Anda makan ikan?"Nick ditutup matanya. "Alexa, aku bekerja."Dia membuat snort kasar. "Jadi aku. Tapi setidaknya aku khawatir tentang Otto miskin. Apakah Anda memberinya makan?""Otto?""Anda terus memanggilnya ikan. Yang menyakiti perasaannya.""Ikan tidak memiliki perasaan. Dan ya, aku diberi kepadanya.""Ikan tentu memiliki perasaan. Dan sementara kita membahas Otto, saya ingin memberitahu Anda bahwa saya khawatir tentang dirinya. Dia ditempatkan dalam studi dan tidak ada yang pernah terjadi di sana. Mengapa tidak kita pindah dia ke ruang dimana dia bisa melihat kita lebih sering?"Nick terseret tangan di wajahnya dan berdoa untuk kesabaran. "Karena aku tidak ingin sebuah tangki ikan yang merusak tampilan kamar utama. Maggie itu memberiku sialan itu sebagai lelucon dan aku benci itu terlihat."Embun beku menggigit melalui Penerima. "Berantakan, terlalu, tidak mereka? Saya kira Anda tidak melakukan manusia atau hewan. Aku menyesal untuk memberitahu Anda, tetapi bahkan ikan mendapatkan kesepian. Mengapa tidak kita mendapatkan dia beberapa perusahaan?"Ia diluruskan dan memutuskan untuk mengakhiri percakapan ini konyol. "No. saya tidak ingin ikan lain, dan ia tidak akan dipindahkan. Membuat diriku jelas?"Garis hummed. "Crystal."Kemudian dia menutup.Nick mengutuk, meraih tumpukan terdekat makalah dari pertemuan Dewan terakhir, dan harus bekerja. Wanita benar-benar peduli padanya di pekerjaannya tentang ikan.Ia mendorong citra dirinya keluar dari pikiran dan melanjutkan karyanya.…“He’s gonna be mad.”Alexa bit down on her lower lip and wondered why Maggie’s words caused a chill to run down her spine. After all, Nick Ryan was no alpha male. Sure, he’d be a little put out from the situation, but he always remained rational.She surveyed the living room filled with dogs. Lots of dogs. Puppies and mutts and purebreds and hound dogs. Some crowded the kitchen, bumping into tables as they ate their food and slurped water. Others kept up a furious pace as they explored their new home, sniffing in corners and moving from room to room. The wire-haired terrier chewed on a throw pillow. The black poodle jumped on the couch and settled down for a nap. The mutt looked about ready to lift his leg by the speaker, but Maggie grabbed him and threw him into the back yard before he did serious damage.The worry blossomed into a full-fledged panic attack.Maggie was right.Nick might kill her.She turned toward her friend. “What should I do?”Maggie shrugged. “Tell him the truth. You’re only taking them for a night or two until the shelter can make other arrangements. If you give them back, they’ll all be put to sleep.”She winced. “What if he still makes me get rid of them?”“Take them to your apartment.”“Too small.”Maggie threw up her hands when she spotted the look. “Hell, no, I’m not taking them to my place! I’ve got someone coming over and he’ll be a lot warmer than a puppy. You’re on your own.”“But, Maggs—”Maggie gave a wave. “Gotta go. Man, I’d love to see the show when my brother walks in. Call me on my cell.”The door shut.Alexa surveyed the room, now in puppy chaos, and decided she’d been a little too impulsive. She could have reasonably told the shelter she’d take a few, then brought them to her apartment. But no, she’d been mad at Nick for being a cold-hearted monster about the fish, and decided to teach him a lesson. Except now she was just plain scared.The hound dog gnawed at the table leg. She pulled herself together and prepared her battle plan. She’d put them all in the spare room and maybe Nick wouldn’t notice. He never went in that room.