when it came to men. The boys I wasted time on in college were now a thing of
the past. I was setting my eye on the real deal: Rich, successful, nice
looking, good personality preferred—but not required.
I had it all figured out, I’d live off my family’s good fortune as I waited for
my wealthy Prince Charming to sweep me off my feet. That was until my father
decided to come up with his own ridiculous plan:
Move to New York City (good)
Take a job at a magazine owned by one of his friends (bad)
Cut me off financially after three months (worse)
All out of options, I headed to the East Coast to start my job. Feeling much
like a princess being thrown into court with the commoners, I intended to fail,
and fail miserably—that was until I was given an office with a view and my own
advice column. Suddenly, working for a living wasn’t so bad after all…except
for him. Obnoxious, boorish, rude…take your pick. He was the exact opposite in
my quest for Prince charming—except for nice looking and good personality not
required. He hated me the moment he laid eyes on me and was determined to make
my life a living hell whenever I was in his company. Little did he know, he had
no idea who he was up against, I planned on matching his animosity toward me in
ways he never imagined. But the funny thing was, the more he got under my skin,
the closer he was getting to my heart, making me reassess the girl I once was
and focus on the girl I wanted to become.
incorporate the female staff into being a part of Him?”
All eyes were on him as he picked his head up from whatever he was paying
attention to on his phone. I impatiently waited for his answer, knowing how
much he didn’t want for this to happen. “Actually, I have.” He was upbeat with
his reply, not at all what I was expecting.
“Okay, let’s hear it.”
“I was thinking about having them do something that’s the exact opposite of
what they would normally do and then write an article on the experience.”
“Such as…” Mr. Andrews waited for him to elaborate.
“Like Laurie hates sports, so maybe have her go with Keith when he’s covering a
game and write about the experience.”
“I like that idea. What are your suggestions for some of the other women?”
He cleared his throat. “I, umm haven’t really thought about it. I wanted to
bounce the idea off you first and see what you thought about it.”
“I love it.” Mr. Andrews adjusted his glasses and looked my way. “What would
you suggest having Rose do for her article?”
My face heated when I sensed all eyes on me. I dropped my head and stared at
the table, just imagining what horrible adventure he was conjuring up.
Skydiving. Fire juggling. Swimming with sharks. The possibilities were endless.
Writing. There was always something about being able to travel to a different
place or become a different person with just the stroke of a pen – or in
today’s world a touch of the keyboard. I love creating deep characters who you
will love or love to hate.My life is not as interesting as my books or the characters in them, but then
again whose life is? My happy place is a seat by the ocean with my feet in the
sand or on the busy streets of New York City. You will more than likely find
one of these places as the setting for most of my books,
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