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Brigid Coady

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Brigid Coady Brigid Coady I was born in the UK but raised round the world and spent most of my childhood with my nose in a book. When I was seven I wrote my first proper story about a magic puddle that flipped up to reveal a secret world underground. I’m now a non-practicing engineer who works in project management. I write romance and young adult stories. I’ve been a voice-over and radio continuity artist. I love country music and used to have my own radio show. My boyfriend says I have an unhealthy obsession with Kenny Chesney. I live in London.

Lipstick On His Collar Lipstick On His Collar Candlelight reflected off the gold ring on his left hand. He clinked it absently against the stem of the wineglass, causing it to chime gently. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” He stared across the table, his light blue eyes never wavering. My heart stopped, as if the world had halted, waiting to change its course. I took a deep breath and it began again, pounding in my chest as if it wanted to burst out and take flight. My hands shook as I lifted my glass of wine, the dark red liquid rippling and shifting against the sides. I carefully took a swallow of it, the spicy richness exploding on my tongue. I still stared at him, I should’ve looked away. I couldn’t. Mesmerised by this man, my boss, who crackled with energy and was almost larger than life. He had a mind that raced ahead of everyone else’s. And he couldn’t stop thinking about me. His comment could lead to a cataclysmic change, and I needed to be back on solid ground. I had to deflect the conversation. I took another slow breath. My chest tightened and I stuttered out,

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I was born in the UK but raised round the world and spent most of my childhood with my nose in a book. When I was seven I wrote my first proper story about a magic puddle that flipped up to reveal a secret world underground. I’m now a non-practicing engineer who works in project management. I write romance and young adult stories. I’ve been a voice-over and radio continuity artist. I love country music and used to have my own radio show. My boyfriend says I have an unhealthy obsession with Kenny Chesney. I live in London.

Candlelight reflected off the gold ring on his left hand. He clinked it absently against the stem of the wineglass, causing it to chime gently.

“I can’t stop thinking about you.”

He stared across the table, his light blue eyes never wavering. My heart stopped, as if the world had halted, waiting to change its course. I took a deep breath and it began again, pounding in my chest as if it wanted to burst out and take flight.

My hands shook as I lifted my glass of wine, the dark red liquid rippling and shifting against the sides. I carefully took a swallow of it, the spicy richness exploding on my tongue. I still stared at him, I should’ve looked away.

I couldn’t.

Mesmerised by this man, my boss, who crackled with energy and was almost larger than life. He had a mind that raced ahead of everyone else’s. And he couldn’t stop thinking about me.

His comment could lead to a cataclysmic change, and I needed to be back on solid ground. I had to deflect the conversation. I took another slow breath. My chest tightened and I stuttered out,

Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».

Прочитайте эту книгу целиком, купив полную легальную версию на ЛитРес.

Безопасно оплатить книгу можно банковской картой Visa, MasterCard, Maestro, со счета мобильного телефона, с платежного терминала, в салоне МТС или Связной, через PayPal, WebMoney, Яндекс.Деньги, QIWI Кошелек, бонусными картами или другим удобным Вам способом.