Fake It Till You Make It by M. Ullrich

Author:M. Ullrich [Ullrich, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626399242
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2017-05-03T22:00:00+00:00

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“A lot of people from work come here to unwind,” Genevieve shouted into Chloe’s ear. They leaned against the bar and watched as men and women of different ages, races, and styles milled about, chatting and smiling.

“Recognize anyone?” Chloe said. Genevieve looked around and shook her head. They drank without speaking for some time, each just taking in the surroundings. “Anyone catching your eye?” Chloe said with a wry smile.

“The last thing I need is for anyone else to catch my eye!” Genevieve pushed her friend and took a sip of her cold beer.

“What does Harper look like?”

“You’ll meet her tomorrow night.”

“Does she look like her?” Chloe nodded toward the heavily tattooed bartender with short bleached hair. Genevieve raised her eyebrows and shook her head. “What about her?” Chloe gestured at a feminine woman with long dark hair and perfectly crafted winged eyeliner. The woman was gorgeous, but so far from Harper Genevieve thought the comparison was pure comedy, and she laughed outright.

“Not even close.”

“Then tell me.”

“No one here looks like her.” She thought of Harper’s style and her smile. Genevieve had never met anyone who could compare to her. She stared down at her beer bottle and smiled before speaking. “She has a very unique look, very androgynous.”

“Like boyish?”

“But soft. She dresses so well—fitted suits and shirts. She’s always put together. You can tell she was an athlete or at least works out quite a bit because she’s pretty built, but not too big.” Genevieve sighed and rolled her eyes. She wasn’t describing Harper well at all. “It’s her eyes that get me,” she said so quietly that Chloe had to lean in. “I swear I lose hours every time I look in them.”

“Color?”

“Gray.”

“Height?”

“Tall.”

“Hair?”

“Dark and short, always in place,” Genevieve said.

Chloe took a sip of her beer, seemingly finished with her rapid-fire questioning. “She sounds attractive,” Chloe said indifferently.

“She is.” Genevieve pictured Harper standing in her office, hands buried deep in the pockets of her suit pants, pulled tight against her muscular buttocks. Her dress shirt would most definitely be blue, maybe a cobalt or royal to bring out her eyes. She’d have her sleeves rolled up to mid-forearm, showing off the start of strong arms and a fancy large watch. Whenever Genevieve thought about Harper, she was smiling. The top button of her collared shirt was always left open and the rest would fit the curves of her torso so well. “She really is.” Genevieve swallowed roughly.

“I’ll be the judge of that tomorrow night.” Chloe tapped their beer bottles together.

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