No Strings Attached by Alison Kent

Author:Alison Kent [Kent, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: www.gIRL-gEAR
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2002-03-14T00:00:00+00:00

HAVING HUNG UP THE PHONE after agreeing to go out with Eric on Friday night, and having wiped from her monitor every attempt she’d made at a congruous reply to the letter she needed to answer, Chloe was staring at the second hand of the clock on the wall when movement in her doorway brought her head up.

“Poe. Hey.” Chloe forced herself to smile, when her insides were snarling. The last thing she needed tonight was a snarky confrontation.Especially when the other woman looked like she’d just pulled her teal-colored pants and long-sleeved swing top from a dry-cleaner’s bag, while Chloe’s own hip-hugging knee-length skirt in pale pink shantung desperately needed a good pressing.

“Do you mind?” Poe gestured toward one of the brushed velvet, deep-grape visitor’s chairs that faced the room’s big desk.

“Sure.” This was strangely out of character, Chloe mused. Poe stopping by for no obvious reason. “What’s up?”

“Honestly? I’m exhausted, but I just can’t face going home.” She wilted into the chair, crossed one long leg over the other, flattened her hands on the seat at her hips, dropped her head back against the head rest and closed her eyes.

Chloe was never sure what to expect from the other woman, but this collapse would be about the last thing on the list. “That looks more like defeat than exhaustion.”

“I need a wife.”

“Is that a proposal?”

Brow arched, Poe peered through one eye before closing it again. “Hardly. Even if I were lesbian, you wouldn’t be my type.”

Oh, but was that feeling mutual. As was the feeling of being overextended. Though a wife wouldn’t be Chloe’s first choice to help shoulder the burden. Maybe an assistant for her assistant, to start.

She hadn’t realized Poe was snowed under as well. Though taking care of her duties as buyer while keeping her eye on Chloe’s job would make for a heavy workload, wouldn’t it?

Office politics aside, Chloe couldn’t help but wonder who was Poe’s type.

“Anton Neville,” Poe said. “What can you tell me about him?”

Well, now. Chloe could tell the other woman any number of things about Anton, since he’d been part of her circle for over a year. But she wasn’t about to betray her friendship with Lauren. Not until Lauren had cut Anton loose for good.

Her elbows on the arms of her chair, Chloe rolled her pen between index fingers and thumbs and swiveled from side to side. “We’ve worked together how long now, Poe? Without sharing a single detail of our personal lives? Isn’t this woman-to-woman bonding coming a bit late in the game?”

And had she really just used a sports cliché? Eww. Ugh.

“I thought we were keeping the woman-to-woman bonding on a need-to-know basis, since need-to-know still seems to define our working relationship as well.” Eyes still closed, Poe laced her hands over her middle. “I’ve decided I need to know.”

“About Anton?” Chloe asked. “Or are you backhandedly hinting that we need to work on our professional relationship?”

“About Anton, yes. But it might help ease the turbulent atmosphere

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