Irresistibly Yours
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Penelope let Julie lead her to a nearby Italian restaurant, and true to her word, Julie waited until they were seated and sipping iced tea before she dove in.
“Mitchell gave me explicit orders not to bug you about this, but since I never listen to my husband, I’ve got to ask…what is going on with you and delicious Cole? Are you going to have his babies? Can I be godmother? Or at least come to the wedding?”
Penelope searched Julie’s face for any sign of incredulity. Any hint of disbelief that someone like Cole would be interested in someone like Penelope.
Instead she saw only girlish curiosity.
“Come on, Pen,” Julie said, reaching for a piece of bread. “I’m an old married woman. Give me something juicy to work with.”
“Uh-huh,” Penelope said drily. “You forget that I’ve seen you and Mitchell together. The two of you set off fireworks every time you come into contact.”
Julie dunked her bread in olive oil before popping it into her mouth and chewing happily. “It’s a burden I must bear, being married to a gorgeous man I adore.”
Their server came by to take their order, and both women opted for the mushroom ravioli special with truffle butter sauce, because, as Julie pointed out, the only thing better than truffles was butter, and vice versa.
“Okay,” Penelope said, taking a deep breath when they were alone again. “You want to know what’s going on with me and Cole.”
“I do,” Julie said plainly. “But only if you want to share. If it’s private, just say the word and I’ll never breathe another word about it.”
Penelope appreciated that Julie was giving her an out, and was on the verge of taking the other woman up on it…but then she surprised herself. Because suddenly she did want to talk about it. Wanted to talk about how he made her laugh, and how great the sex was, and how sweet he was around his brother….
Julie’s smile was slow and happy. “You like him.”
Penelope sighed. “I’m pretty sure it’s impossible not to like him.”
Julie nodded sympathetically. “Cole’s always been one of those guys. I doubt he can even get on the subway without someone falling in love with him. Lincoln too.”
Penelope nodded, although, much as she liked Lincoln Mathis, gorgeous smile and all, she didn’t have a problem avoiding falling in love with him.
Cole, though…
“See, that’s sort of my problem,” Penelope said, fiddling with her napkin. “Everyone falls in love with Cole. I don’t doubt that. But, um, see, nobody ever falls in love with me.”
“Penelope!” Julie’s voice was half shocked, half chiding.
“I know, I know. Believe it or not, I do hear myself. I hear the pathetic, poor-me thing I have going on, and I’m not proud of it. It’s just—”
Penelope broke off and Julie reached across the table and gently touched the back of her hand. “Sweetie, does this have to do with that guy? That asshole who stole your job?”
Penelope groaned. “He’s coming to New York. And for the life of me, I don’t know if I’m supposed to avoid him, or play it cool, or get a makeover to show him what he’s missing, or if I should tell him off, or—”
Julie pursed her lips. “Okay. Okay, let’s work through this. How much time do we have?”
Penelope smiled at Julie’s use of we. The woman barely knew her, and already she was treating Penelope like an old friend.
“This weekend. He gets in Friday.”
Julie whistled, only it wasn’t a very good whistle and came out as an awkward breath. “That doesn’t give us much time for a plan.”
“Tell me about it,” Penelope said, gnawing at a piece of bread.
“Okay, well, let me ask this,” Julie said hesitantly. “Are you…over him? Truly.”
Penelope paused in her chewing. “I have no idea. No freaking idea. I know that I should be over him. I know that only a fool wouldn’t be. But…”
“But the heart is sometimes foolish,” Julie said. “I get it. I totally get it.”
“So…any ideas?” Penelope asked with a smile.
Julie was quiet for several moments, a speculative look on her face as she tapped her fingers on the table.
“Why, yes, actually. Just one idea, but it’s a very, very good one.”
Chapter 21
Later that afternoon, Cole knocked on Cassidy’s door.
“Boss. You wanted to see me?”
Cassidy glanced up from his computer. “Yeah. Cole, come in.”
Cole came into the office, planting himself in the chair across from Cassidy as he had dozens of times in the past.
“What’s up?”
Cassidy leaned back in his chair. “Just wanted to see how things are going. I think I talk to you less since you’ve become my employee than when you were a contractor.”
“That’s because you work your employees to the bone,” Cole said. “I barely find time to eat.”
“Hmm,” Cassidy said, folding his hands, resting them against his lips, and staring at Cole. “And yet you do find time to have sex with your co-editor.”
Shit.
“Ahhhhh—”
Cassidy let out a rare laugh. “I wish I had a camera. I believe this is the first time I’ve ever caught you at a loss for words.”
“How the hell did you find out so fast?” Cole said, unable to keep the slightly sheepish note out of his voice. As he’d told Pen this morning, he wasn’t ashamed of sleeping with her, but he didn’t exactly love the fact that their boss knew about it.
“Mitchell gave me explicit orders not to bug you about this, but since I never listen to my husband, I’ve got to ask…what is going on with you and delicious Cole? Are you going to have his babies? Can I be godmother? Or at least come to the wedding?”
Penelope searched Julie’s face for any sign of incredulity. Any hint of disbelief that someone like Cole would be interested in someone like Penelope.
Instead she saw only girlish curiosity.
“Come on, Pen,” Julie said, reaching for a piece of bread. “I’m an old married woman. Give me something juicy to work with.”
“Uh-huh,” Penelope said drily. “You forget that I’ve seen you and Mitchell together. The two of you set off fireworks every time you come into contact.”
Julie dunked her bread in olive oil before popping it into her mouth and chewing happily. “It’s a burden I must bear, being married to a gorgeous man I adore.”
Their server came by to take their order, and both women opted for the mushroom ravioli special with truffle butter sauce, because, as Julie pointed out, the only thing better than truffles was butter, and vice versa.
“Okay,” Penelope said, taking a deep breath when they were alone again. “You want to know what’s going on with me and Cole.”
“I do,” Julie said plainly. “But only if you want to share. If it’s private, just say the word and I’ll never breathe another word about it.”
Penelope appreciated that Julie was giving her an out, and was on the verge of taking the other woman up on it…but then she surprised herself. Because suddenly she did want to talk about it. Wanted to talk about how he made her laugh, and how great the sex was, and how sweet he was around his brother….
Julie’s smile was slow and happy. “You like him.”
Penelope sighed. “I’m pretty sure it’s impossible not to like him.”
Julie nodded sympathetically. “Cole’s always been one of those guys. I doubt he can even get on the subway without someone falling in love with him. Lincoln too.”
Penelope nodded, although, much as she liked Lincoln Mathis, gorgeous smile and all, she didn’t have a problem avoiding falling in love with him.
Cole, though…
“See, that’s sort of my problem,” Penelope said, fiddling with her napkin. “Everyone falls in love with Cole. I don’t doubt that. But, um, see, nobody ever falls in love with me.”
“Penelope!” Julie’s voice was half shocked, half chiding.
“I know, I know. Believe it or not, I do hear myself. I hear the pathetic, poor-me thing I have going on, and I’m not proud of it. It’s just—”
Penelope broke off and Julie reached across the table and gently touched the back of her hand. “Sweetie, does this have to do with that guy? That asshole who stole your job?”
Penelope groaned. “He’s coming to New York. And for the life of me, I don’t know if I’m supposed to avoid him, or play it cool, or get a makeover to show him what he’s missing, or if I should tell him off, or—”
Julie pursed her lips. “Okay. Okay, let’s work through this. How much time do we have?”
Penelope smiled at Julie’s use of we. The woman barely knew her, and already she was treating Penelope like an old friend.
“This weekend. He gets in Friday.”
Julie whistled, only it wasn’t a very good whistle and came out as an awkward breath. “That doesn’t give us much time for a plan.”
“Tell me about it,” Penelope said, gnawing at a piece of bread.
“Okay, well, let me ask this,” Julie said hesitantly. “Are you…over him? Truly.”
Penelope paused in her chewing. “I have no idea. No freaking idea. I know that I should be over him. I know that only a fool wouldn’t be. But…”
“But the heart is sometimes foolish,” Julie said. “I get it. I totally get it.”
“So…any ideas?” Penelope asked with a smile.
Julie was quiet for several moments, a speculative look on her face as she tapped her fingers on the table.
“Why, yes, actually. Just one idea, but it’s a very, very good one.”
Chapter 21
Later that afternoon, Cole knocked on Cassidy’s door.
“Boss. You wanted to see me?”
Cassidy glanced up from his computer. “Yeah. Cole, come in.”
Cole came into the office, planting himself in the chair across from Cassidy as he had dozens of times in the past.
“What’s up?”
Cassidy leaned back in his chair. “Just wanted to see how things are going. I think I talk to you less since you’ve become my employee than when you were a contractor.”
“That’s because you work your employees to the bone,” Cole said. “I barely find time to eat.”
“Hmm,” Cassidy said, folding his hands, resting them against his lips, and staring at Cole. “And yet you do find time to have sex with your co-editor.”
Shit.
“Ahhhhh—”
Cassidy let out a rare laugh. “I wish I had a camera. I believe this is the first time I’ve ever caught you at a loss for words.”
“How the hell did you find out so fast?” Cole said, unable to keep the slightly sheepish note out of his voice. As he’d told Pen this morning, he wasn’t ashamed of sleeping with her, but he didn’t exactly love the fact that their boss knew about it.
