Jennifer said, smiling brightly at her sister as she entered the apartment. Maybe her sister wouldn’t make too big a deal about her semi-walk of shame if Jen started in on all the plans she had for them. “Wait, why are you curled up with Gammy’s blanket and my heating pad? Also, you’re really pal...
There was so much to her, so many layers that he didn’t yet understand. There was that chip on her shoulder, the way she’d been at first. Something had got her sent to Abu Dhabi, had left her alone on the Life and Style beat. She certainly treated questions for it like the Spanish Inquisition. Th...
He was still rip-roaringly pissed off from what had happened earlier that day with Clayton, and now his brain was twisting with ways to lure former employees from McDermott’s group to his own company. He should be at home with some of his best executives over Skype—damn the time difference—and fi...