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It was the final “uh” that broke the camel’s back—that, and the tap on his door that told him his terrified and definitely temporary assistant was about to step into his office

Marco swung toward the door as it opened, his patience, what little remained of it, shot to hell

“What in the name of God do you want now?” he roared at his PA Except it wasn’t his PA

It was the woht, the woain

Emily Madison

CHAPTER FIVE

Eot off to a truly hideous start

Well, ouldn’t it? Her night had certainly been a mess

She still couldn’t believe what she’d done Losing her te her job…

Nola wasn’t home She had a boyfriend, an actor, and she often stayed at his place That was fine with E to have Nola there so she’d have had someone to talk to She’d have told her about the disaster at the Tune-In And she’d have broken the news that she wasn’t going to come up with her half of this month’s rent

The sooner she got that over with, the better

And then there hat had happened with that man Marco Santini

That kiss

Exhausted as she was, Eotten up, made a cup of tea, paced the tiny apartment, turned the TV on, stared at it blankly and then paced some more

At five, she’d crawled into bed, dragged the blanket over her head and decided she just wasn’t going to think about any of it If she just got an hour’s sleep…