“We do write that,” Alex muttered, tugging on his lip as he studied the papers. Seriously? They can write that? Why doesn’t Oxford write that?” “?‘The Lipstick Trend You’ve Got to Try.’ ‘Runway Accents You Can Actually Wear.’ ‘Is Anal the New Oral?’?”Ĭole stopped chewing. Do you have a red pen? Write that down in the margins.”Īlex ignored him, continuing to shuffle through the papers, reading the headlines. “I just…I can’t even.”Ĭole shook his head. But if he’s more tactile, you might want to consider skipping all that padding….He wants to feel the real you.’?”Īlex let the paper flutter to the desk in horror. Is he visual? If so, he’s not going to mind that you had a little help to achieve that fantastic cleavage. About the brands, and the way they should fit, and listen to this: ‘The trick with the appeal of push-up bras is to know what kind of guy you’re dealing with. “This one is two thousand words about push-up bras.

“Lemme see the orgasm bit.”Īlex ignored him, pulling a sheet of paper from the top and shaking it. “Page after page about exfoliants and multiple orgasms and lipstick.”Ĭole leaned forward and reached out a hand. “Stiletto articles,” Alex said, thumping the papers again. He pulled it toward him and rapped the papers with his fist. There was an enormous stack on the corner of Alex desk. Still, Cole’s reputation with women might be exactly what Alex needed. Tall, broad shouldered, with the slightly scruffy good looks of a Hollywood romantic-comedy hero, he managed his career like he did his women: As far as Alex could tell, Cole Sharpe wasn’t the type of man to settle down in any aspect of his life. He had connections in the NFL, NBA, NHL…college sports, high school sports, you name it.Īlex was dying to get Cole on an exclusive basis, but so far the man had clung hard and fast to his freelancer status. He was Oxford’s best sports columnist by a long shot. Despite Alex’s best efforts, Cole Sharpe insisted on maintaining his contractor status.

The Trouble with Love by Lauren Layne