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Название книги: Arm Candy
Автор(ы): Jo Leigh
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Arm-Candy-192472.html
© 2004
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JESSICA WAS SECONDS away from a clean getaway. At a quarter to midnight on a Thursday night, she figured everyone else had left Geller and Patrick, Inc., and she could simply go to the elevator and make it to the street and a taxi without interference. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.Owen McCabe, her boss, her former mentor and current major pain in the butt, popped out of his office one second before she pressed the down button. Not only did he scare the bejesus out of her, but he also made her drop her portfolio, which gave him an excuse to rush over and help her pick up her papers.“Burning the midnight oil, Jess?”“Yep, and now I’m exhausted, so if you’ll just give me the-”“I know,” he said, handing her the prospectus on the new eyeshadow line, “why don’t we go get ourselves a nice nightcap. That’ll help you get right to sleep.”She took a deep breath as she slipped the papers back into the portfolio. “Thanks, Owen, but I don’t need any help. Just a taxi.”“I’ve got my car right downstairs.”“No, that’s okay. Yo
Название книги: Arm Candy
Автор(ы): Jo Leigh
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Arm-Candy-192472.html
© 2004
1
JESSICA WAS SECONDS away from a clean getaway. At a quarter to midnight on a Thursday night, she figured everyone else had left Geller and Patrick, Inc., and she could simply go to the elevator and make it to the street and a taxi without interference. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.Owen McCabe, her boss, her former mentor and current major pain in the butt, popped out of his office one second before she pressed the down button. Not only did he scare the bejesus out of her, but he also made her drop her portfolio, which gave him an excuse to rush over and help her pick up her papers.“Burning the midnight oil, Jess?”“Yep, and now I’m exhausted, so if you’ll just give me the-”“I know,” he said, handing her the prospectus on the new eyeshadow line, “why don’t we go get ourselves a nice nightcap. That’ll help you get right to sleep.”She took a deep breath as she slipped the papers back into the portfolio. “Thanks, Owen, but I don’t need any help. Just a taxi.”“I’ve got my car right downstairs.”“No, that’s okay. Yo
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