Chapters (59)
- Other Books by Roslyn Sinclair
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Other Books from Ylva Publishing
- About Roslyn Sinclair
“I was walking out here trying to figure out what I’d write for Salon,” she said. “I saw them sitting here, and it started to click. They’re…” She didn’t have the words, so she waved the phone uselessly.
Vivian took the phone,, her lips pursed in thought. After a moment, she said, “Yes. I get it.”
If Vivian said she got it, she got it, but Jules kept talking anyway. “They seemed so happy, just sitting there holding hands. They really got me thinking about my topic, about…”
Vivian looked at her, clearly waiting.
“About you,” Jules admitted. Even now, confession was embarrassing. “I was thinking about what it would be like to be here with you. And here we are.”
“Don’t get sentimental on me, Julia.”
But then she took Jules’s hand. Her thumb rubbed over the knuckles. The morning light softened her eyes.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Jules whispered. The sudden warmth in her chest was enough to banish the cold, no matter what she wore. Together, their hands came to rest against the curve of Vivian’s belly.
“Good.” Vivian squeezed Jules’s hand. “That’s the last thing I need.”
“I think we’ve already got what we need.”
“Do we? This isn’t going to be easy.” Vivian’s tone left no room for argument. “This is going to be the furthest thing from easy.”
“I know,” Jules said. “I’m ready if you are.”
Though upon reflection, that might not be totally true. As she leaned forward, Jules wondered if she’d ever be ready for Vivian Carlisle.
I sure hope not. She pressed her lips gently to Vivian’s in the full glow of sunrise.
* * *
END BOOK ONE
The Story Continues In:
ABOVE ALL THINGS
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The X Ingredient
Roslyn Sinclair
ISBN: 978-3-96324-272-4 (mobi), 978-3-96324-273-1 (epub)
Length: 103,000 words (285 pages)
Laurie Holcombe is out of a job, out of luck, and out of time. When a prestigious law firm hires her as an assistant to one of its senior partners, it feels like she might finally get back on her feet. All she has to do is put up with the whims of her infuriatingly icy boss, Diana. How hard could that be?
Diana Parker is Atlanta’s top lawyer and isn’t afraid to let everyone know it. She’s driven, ruthless, demanding, and stuck in a failing marriage. Too bad she can’t run her personal life as well as she runs her ordered office.
When a young assistant shows up with bright blue eyes, a cute Southern accent, and a streak of pink hair, Diana’s sure she’s all wrong for the job. And yet something seems to be pulling her and Laurie Holcombe together, drawing them into a secret, thrilling dance that’s far too dangerous for a boss and employee.