A jock. Terrific.” Brooke took a long swallow of strong black coffee, tipped back in her glove-soft leather chair and scowled. “I love it.” “No need to be sarcastic,” Claire returned mildly. “If de Marco wants to use an athlete for promotion, why should you object?” She gazed absently at the chunky gold ring on her right hand. “After all,” Claire continued in her dry voice, “you’ll be making quite a bit directing the commercials.” Brooke sent Claire a characteristic look. Direct, uncompromising gray eyes bored into the soft blue of the older woman’s. One of Brooke’s greatest talents, and her greatest weapons, was her ability to stare down anyone from a corporate president to a temperamental actor. [download]
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