As for what came next, that was a problem for future Vivienne.

After all, people make their own luck, and she wasn't about to roll over and show her belly until the bitter end.

Once the contract was signed and the deal was set in stone, Vivienne grabbed the agreement and made to take her leave.

But as she reached the door of the private room, a crisp, cool voice halted her in her tracks, "Let my assistant give you a lift home."

Vivienne pivoted to see him, all casual ...