cuts right through the middle of their office.
right over good girls like Georgina Keller.
confidence-shattering breakup, she’s determined not to let anyone at her new
workplace push her around—least of all the brooding creative director, a “bad
boy of publishing” who’s made it clear she’s enemy #1.
taste for fast cars, late nights, and beautiful women may have gotten him to
the top of a leading New York magazine, but the reputation that made him is
suddenly threatening to end his career.
help Modern Man shed its bad reputation, but in order to do
that, she’ll have to start at the top—and no amount of rakish charm or
inconvenient attraction will distract her.
gets her right where he wants her, it means she’s going down.
concession stand, I took a tall stool, putting Georgina and I at eye level
since she stood. “So, why didn’t you kiss François?” I asked. “Bad breath?”
into her hand. “My breath is fine.”
his. I’m sure yours is pure relish on a hotdog.”
face. “Gross.”
to love relish,” I said. “But does François?”
said François with flourish, she
flinched. I didn’t care. Something about him bugged me—I just couldn’t put my
finger on it.
kiss because you interrupted us,” she pointed out.
were in his position, and we both wanted that kiss, I wouldn’t let anyone stop
me.”
scowling. “There was even mention of spending time at his summerhouse.”
into her fist. “Boca Raton.”
Georgina spending a summer with him in Boca Raton was tragic enough that I
almost smiled. I got the sense she was playing up the date. If it was so great,
why wasn’t she sitting here with him? And why was I more relieved than smug
about that? “Meanwhile, Justin and I will be clamming in Montauk.”
should really just make it official and announce your love to the world.”
wouldn’t get to flirt with pretty girls.”
someone who pretends to have as much game as you,” she said, “I still haven’t
seen you successfully flirt with any
girls since I’ve known you.”
“How do you know I’m not flirting with you right now?”
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Lani Lynn Vale is a USA Today Bestselling Author of over thirty titles. She is married with three children, two dogs, two cats, a donkey, and a couple (a couple also meaning over twenty) chickens.