he sweat off his brow with his forearm. He was looking at her, not the silver-coloured car. Cla

e had the courage to say what was really

said. He had a strong

e wondered if he had ever entertained thoughts about her as

' Gary was always the first to

ea

arted the engine but could not resist staring at those taut buttocks,

traffic was li

lowed to do so, and took the lift up to her office. It overlooked a corner of the square and the hot weather had already brought people out on to the grass, men stripping off their shirts, wom

rang before she'd ha

re's secretary, said with the ap

r correspondence from there often resulted in a

er swivel chair and looked at her watch. It was five to ten

bird,' Ja

it th

kham. I have Bridget Gold

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Co worldwide. Clare was not at all surprised to get a call from her at su

ondon, Clare,' she said, g

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of Se

hould come and have a look see before then.

ude,' Clare

two weeks. I'll fax you the actu

u work up a pre

arketing people. I wan

the process of com

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ration outside America. A whole new range of cosmetics was to be targeted at every

My thinking on this is that it might be be

ary, had recently returned from a visit to Houston. He had obviously not missed the cha

ive evaluations. But KissCo's UK managing director had been poached by a rival company and there had been no time. Clare, as the second most

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thing. Bye for now Having dropp

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