The Billionaire and His Boss. Patricia Kay
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a divorce.”
“You’re not serious!”
“Melissa’s the one who told me.”
“That’s a shame. I thought she and Rod had a good marriage.”
“Hey, he’ll be eligible now…” Courtney’s eyes were speculative.
P.J. knew what she was thinking. “Forget that,” she said quickly. “He’s not my type. But he’ll have no shortage of women lining up to be the next Mrs. McKee, I’m sure of that.”
Rod was a very wealthy man as well as a good-looking one. P.J. wasn’t sure what he did. Something in commodities trading, she thought. He probably had no social conscience to speak of. Definitely not her type.
Thinking that, she couldn’t help remembering she’d said the same thing about Alex Noble just today, that he was not her type, either. Something in her expression must have alerted Courtney to the direction of her thoughts because her sister said, “Wait a minute. Are you dating someone?”
“What makes you ask that?”
“You had a strange look on your face.”
“Oh, I was just thinking about a new guy who started working for me today. Anna—you’ve heard me talk about her—said something about him and I told her he wasn’t my type, either.”
“Why’d she say something about him?”
P.J. shrugged. “He’s kind of a hunk. If you like that type.”
“And what type is that?”
“Oh, you know, tall, dark, handsome.” P.J. smiled in spite of herself.
“And you don’t like that type.” Courtney shook her head, laughing. “You’re one of a kind, you know that?”
Just then the waiter came with their food, and the sisters fell silent until he was gone again.
Courtney began to cut up her salad. She speared a piece of shrimp and some lettuce leaves, but before putting them into her mouth, she said, “Maybe you should give this new guy at work a chance. Who knows? You might actually like him.”
“Who said he’s interested in me?” P.J. poured a mound of ketchup next to her fries and dipped one in.
Courtney gave her a look. “You’re a very pretty, very sexy woman. Of course he’ll be interested in you.” She forked another bite of salad into her mouth. Then she grinned. “That’s if you can keep your mouth shut.”
P.J. glared at her sister. But she couldn’t hold the expression and was soon laughing. “Yeah, that can be a problem,” she admitted. She’d run more than one guy off by expressing her opinions, which were almost always diametrically opposed to theirs.
“So tell me more about this guy,” Courtney said when their laughter subsided.
“No point. I’m not interested in him. And even if I were
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