The Quickie
Chapter One
I KNEW THIS WAS a really terrific idea, if I didn't say so myself,
surprising Paul for lunch at his office down on Pearl Street.
I'd made a special trip into Manhattan and had put on my favorite
"little black dress." I looked moderately ravishing. Nothing that
would be out of place at the Mark Joseph Steakhouse, and one of
Paul's favorite outfits, too, the one he usually chose if I asked
him, "What should I wear to this thing, Paul?"
Anyway, I was excited, and I'd already spoken to his assistant,
Jean, to make sure that he was there - though I hadn't alerted her
about the surprise. Jean was Paul's assistant after all, not mine.
And then, there was Paul.
As I rounded the corner in my Mini Cooper, I saw him leaving his
office building, walking with a twenty-something blond ... read full excerpt from The Quickie ebook
