Chaperoning Paris by Victoria Pinder
Contemporary Romance
Date Published: June 11, 2014
Gigi Dumont never forgot how she walked away from the only man she ever loved.
She’s a teacher who has led her students to the finals of an international French competition to be help in Paris. The night before the trip, the Principal tries to cancel the trip before he, in turn, loses his job to her high school boyfriend, Sean Collins.
Sean Collins has survived cancer, a divorce , and Gigi having aborted their child back in high school. He assumed he’d hate her, if they ever crossed paths again. But he discovers she’s exactly what he wants.
When Gigi and Sean are stuck together for a week in Paris, Gigi feels she has lost all her control. How can she survive her attraction to Sean? The man’s sexier now than he was back in the day, and once upon a time, he’d had her heart. She finds herself falling for him, even knowing forever is impossible.
Payback
time. Standing
in his mother’s kitchen, Sean Collins smiled as he hung up the phone.
He
hovered at the phone for a moment, then charged along the carpeted hallway to
his bedroom. In a flash, he changed from his T-shirt and jeans into his black
pin stripe king-of-the-business-world suit complete with black tie and shiny
black shoes.
Finished
dressing, Sean jittered at the door and listened to his son talking nonstop to
his mother upstairs. His skin tingled and he closed his eyes. At least moving
to his parents’ country estate where he had grown up on Cape Cod had been good
for everyone.
Breakfast
could wait. He grabbed the keys on the counter downstairs, and he called
upstairs, “I’m leaving. I won’t be gone long.”
Last
year, the school principal had fired him with bogus charges. Sean had sworn on
every holy book that he’d been fired because his doctors had discovered cancer
in a routine physical exam.
The
sickness sucked. But he’d survived. And now he used his vast wealth to get what
he wanted. No teacher should be treated so callously. He had taken the job at
the time to prove to himself he had more choices than being the chief financial
officer of his father’s corporation.
He
set his jaw and walked outside to his car, where the smell of freshly cut grass
hit his senses.
The
moment he stepped outside and headed toward the garage, Sean stared at the vast
forested area on the property for a moment and pressed his lips together. Trees
made sense. Women never had. His luck with women had been bad from the start.
His first girlfriend, Gigi Dumont, had left him for parts unknown, and then
later his wife, now his ex, Jennifer, had also left. She’d played with a whole
set of loose scruples. But Jennifer hadn’t hurt him, not like Gigi had. Sean
rolled his shoulders. Why did everything in his life always seem to go back to
Gigi leaving?
He
fished out his keys from his pocket. And now Gigi had moved back into the house
next door.
Sean
opened the garage door. A quick click of a button and the gate lifted.
Last
night he hadn’t slept. Today his shoulders were straight. This moment had
nothing to do with women and everything to do with justice. His fingers traced
the shiny finish of his brother Gerard’s Aston Martin. Without blinking, he
opted to borrow the car. He’d be early and outshine everyone else. Gerard had
offered to loan it to him specifically for today. Sean licked his lips and
turned the key, igniting the engine, and took off.
A
daydream flashed in his eyes. Principal Murray’s jaw dropped to the ground in
shock the second Sean stepped inside the office with the papers.
Sean
clutched the wheel. He intended to twist the knife even further. People like
Mr. Murray gave businessmen around the world the reputation of cold, heartless
automatons, especially when he claimed the firing had been over “job
performance.” Every one of Sean’s students had passed the state assessments.
Now,
Sean ran the finances for his parents, his father’s company, and his brothers.
The support of his family to get him through cancer treatments had been
phenomenal, but what if he hadn’t had that support? What if he’d had no money
to pay for treatments? He’d be dead because the principal had fired him due to
the insurance increases. Well, now Sean had a better solution.
He
sped down the country road for the half-hour trip. During his horrible marriage
to Jennifer, he’d worked as a teacher, and his students had achieved both
academic and social successes. Jennifer had been the nightmare that drove Sean
away from Collins Industries, Collins Enterprises, Collins Investments, and
Collins Mutual, to list a few of his father’s multiple companies. Post divorce
and cancer, Sean had made the decision to offer employees packages in cases of
sickness. Anyone who worked for him would now receive a payoff equal to the job
performance done over the years as part of a settlement. Money paid hospital
bills.
Sean’s
stomach clenched as he gazed at the sign for the Barnstable Charter High School
parking lot. Sean parked Gerard’s fancy lawyer wheels that screamed “out to
impress” right next to the about-to-be-sacked principal’s BMW sedan. The Aston
Martin made the perfect goodbye gesture. Murray had been outclassed.
Sean
leaned forward in his seat, refusing to feel guilty. He waited for the school
bell to ring and watched students bounding outside.
Unlike
most people, his family had money, and normally he wouldn’t like flaunting
wealth. His Jeep Wrangler suited him just fine, but today he needed to look
like the elite businessman he was. He stepped out a minute later, and in a fast
walk, he strode down the halls. Sean winked the second he saw the school
guard’s shocked face.
“You
had cancer?” asked the older African American lady who coached the wrestling
team.
“Yes,
I did. I’m better now,” Sean said, smiling.
He
inclined his head and passed the security desk then Sean turned right toward
the principal’s office.
In
his briefcase he carried the school board’s ruling and the proof of sale of the
school to Collins Enterprises. Barnstable was a private school that followed
school board law. The sale to his company had been finalized, but Sean had
insisted on telling Murray in person. The minutes of the meeting would be
posted at one that day. Victory waited for him, and justice tasted better than
homemade chocolate chip cookies.
In
the office, the overqualified secretary, Mattie, dropped her pencil on the
floor. Sean made eye contact with her and the older woman smiled back. Then he
picked up the pencil in stride, and handed it back to her. She opened her mouth
to speak, and he shook his head, placing his finger over his lips to silently
request her silence.
She
smiled her response and swiveled her chair back to her computer.
He
had seen Mattie in action and understood the older woman had known how to treat
people more than anyone else in the office.
Outside
the principal’s door, Sean straightened his tie into perfect alignment. His
heart rate sped up and his entire body became alert then he heard her voice.
Gigi,
or should he say, Giovanna Dumont. Her quiet, sweet voice unmanned him, making
his palms sweat. Why would she be here? And how could she still steal his
breath away?
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