In a matter of days, Monica Brandt had managed to turn his entire life inside out. As soon as Tom was taken out of critical care and moved to rehab, she’d wasted no time in making good on her threat, waltzing right to the hotel’s corporate floor and moving herself lock, stock, and barrel into the CEO’s office—the one right next to his. Managing Tom’s affairs was one thing, but her patronizing attitude was just too damned much! Almost from the start, Ty had felt a powerful antipathy for Monica Brandt. He’d wanted to like her for Tom’s sake, but he preferred warm, soft women, and there was nothing remotely warm or soft about her. Of course, he’d probably have viewed her through a much kinder lens if she hadn’t given him the cold shoulder from the start. Before meeting her, Ty had imagined Tom’s daughter as one of those uptight, intellectually superior Harvard MBA types. As it turned out, he’d pegged her pretty damned close. Too bad, really. She wouldn’t be hard on the eyes if she didn’t always look like she’d been sucking lemons.
