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‘Wh…wh…?’ How long had she been asleep? Fivebolt-upright and practically saluting

‘Aren’t you out of bed yet?’

Quinn’s deep, sexy voice lacked all vestige of charled up in the phone cord as she rolled out of bed

‘Good, because I’m at the office, and you should be too’

She stumbled over the cord

‘Magenta, what’s happening there?’

‘Nothing Why?’ she de herself

‘I can hear a lot of banging about’

‘That would be the front door closing,’ she covered for herself, stretching the curly phone-cord to its lietting the milk in’

Quinn huet in here, will you? A national newspaper has announced that its first colour supplement will be launched in the New Year, and—’

‘And we’re going to be in it!’ she exclaimed excitedly

‘That’s the plan’

‘Fantastic!’ It was fantastic And would be evenhimself to trust her with the s her to type up the s first; the sooner she got herself back to the office, the sooner she was back in the ga the phone down for a second,’ she said, knowing the phone cord wouldn’t stretch far enough ‘Hang on’