One Ring to Rule. Christa Maurice
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Название: One Ring to Rule
Автор: Christa Maurice
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
isbn: 9781616500122
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“It didn’t look like that was all. I’ve never seen you get that crazy before. Not even when Fed Ex lost the pencils for that issue last year.”
Lindsey raised one eyebrow at her assistant, pleased that she could maintain her cool. “I threatened to rip the Fed Ex VP’s heart out.”
“Yes, but you weren’t shouting when you did it,” Amy pointed out. “It’s me, remember?”
Lindsey considered her options. She’d kept her work and personal life strictly separate after Kent left. His leaving had torn such gaping wounds, she never wanted to be in that position again. But that meant all her friends were too far away to be much comfort right now. “Kent and I lived together for a year, but one day I went to work, and he moved all his stuff out before I came home.”
“Ouch.”
“That fits the situation as well as anything else.” Lindsey took a deep drink from her glass. She’d wanted alcohol tonight, but with all the emotion in the air, she’d been afraid of the consequences, so she'd ordered ginger ale. If she’d joined up with bar-Con like she’d wanted to, she’d most likely wake up in Brad’s bed and spend the next four years making up for that. On a positive note, that would keep him from sniffing around Amy. Just because she was wound up about Kent didn’t mean she was oblivious to the looks darting between the two of them. Brad was one person she felt obligated to keep away from her rather naïve assistant.
“Did he say why he left?”
“Some bull story about not being the man I needed.”
Amy groaned. “I hate that. You know, just give me a real reason already. Gary said you were, uh, different when you were with Kent.”
“Different?” Lindsey asked, even though she could guess the exact words Gary used to describe her personality now. One of them was five letters long and started with B.
Amy flushed and stammered. “You know Gary. He’s still mad about losing the Eisner award.”
Lindsey sighed, checking her watch. Two more hours of chaperoning her assistant before she could go back to her room. She felt stared at. A young woman with a lit candle on her headpiece sat down at the table near her and started laying out a tarot reading for the wife of one of the artists. At least the food was good this year. The last time she’d attended, they’d been at some sports-themed place and the food all tasted like it had once been used in play.
“So you were really once, um, attached to the Kent Farrington.”
“The late great.” She held up her glass in a mock toast.
“Oh, he’s still around,” Amy murmured.
“In fact, he’s right here,” a voice said behind her.
Lindsey whipped around so fast that half her drink ended up on her hand. Kent leaned on a post three feet away, dressed in black jeans and a black brocade vest. He looked downright sinful. That explained the feeling of being watched.
“What are you doing here?” she demanded.
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