Rekindling Love (British Billionaires Series) (24 page)

Dylan sat listlessly in his office. The autumn was submitting to the onset of winter. Both seasons were miserable. Whether it was the dead leaves falling from the trees to be trod underfoot or the snow stealing the life from the city, the scenario suited Dylan's mood. Since Susan-Marie took up with Rupert Locke-Smythe he felt soulless. His unrequited love was vanquished. His beating heart frozen. Any affection or warmth stagnant and inaccessible.

Life offered nothing other than misery.

His office phone rang. Laconically, he pressed answer.

“
Dylan, it's reception.”

“
And?”

“
Transferring a call though from a Ms. Goldscheider.”

“
I'll take it.”

“
Dylan, how's tricks?”

“
Ariella. Tricks are fine.”

“
So I hear. Susan-Marie Thompson has done big things for your agency.”

“
You want to poach her?”

“
No. I was thinking more of a business proposition. I'll be in town in the next month or two. Do you want to have lunch?”

“
I can do that,” Dylan forced himself to feign disinterest.

“
My PA will call to set it up.”

Hanging up, he couldn't be bothered to be outraged by her rudeness. She was one of the most powerful agents in Hollywood. What on Earth did he have that could benefit her firm? Curious, his mood shifted into a positive space.

         Contemplating Ariella's call, his cell phone rang.

“
Yes,” he answered curtly.

“
It's Conor. I'm back in town.”

Conor was possibly the only male friend he had. If he could be called a friend. He spent a few months in America and when he did the two competed as comrades, but the older they got, the greater the challenges became.

“
You here long?”

“
Long enough to make life interesting, old friend. You up for it?”

“
I'll pick you up from the airport,” he replied, accepting the challenge.