Strange Bedpersons
Jennifer Crusie
Language: English
Pages: 135
ISBN: B0073P7WEC
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Tess Newhart knows her ex-boyfriend Nick Jamieson isn't the right guy for her. He's caviar and champagne; she's take-out Chinese pot stickers. He's an uptight Republican lawyer; she was raised in a commune. He wants to get ahead in business; she just wants...him. But there's no way Tess will play second fiddle to his job.
Yet somehow she finds herself agreeing to play his fiancée on a weekend business trip that could make or break Nick's career. And while he's trying to convince Tess that he needs her in his respectable world, Tess is doing her best to keep her opinions to
night,” he said. “Oh? And how had you pictured it?” “Well, to begin with, you weren’t wearing flannel,” Nick said. “But forget that for now. Did you have to argue with Welch the entire night?” “He started it,” Tess said. “And besides, I think he liked it. You know, I don’t think he’s healthy.” She frowned as her train of thought switched tracks. “I don’t think this dieting is enough. Maybe I should say something to Henderson about cutting off his booze, too.” “No,” Nick said, moving toward
snuggled into him reflexively. He balanced the carton on her shoulder and fished out a fortune cookie. “At least this way, I don’t have to go downstairs for the after-sex munchies.” He offered her the cookie. Tess took it and broke it open. The fortune read, “You are beginning a new journey.” “Well, that’s true enough,” she said, and rested her cheek against his shoulder as he broke his open next to her ear. “What does yours say?” “People who make love on dining-room tables screw up their
you.” “Then you’re no son of mine,” Kent said. “I disown you, you ungrateful whelp.” He turned his glare on Nick. “And you’re fired. In fact, you’re both fired.” “Oh, God,” Gina said. Then she put her head under the table and threw up. The rest of the table froze, and even Dennis suddenly seemed at a loss. “Uh, waiter?” Nick called. “It’s not a fork this time.” “Shut up,” Tess said, trying to peer under the table to see if Gina was all right. “Well, they were a hell of a lot faster when it
about a serious fiancée? Can’t you propose to one of those women you keep dating?” “How about a serious breach-of-promise suit when I change my mind after the weekend is over?” “Don’t you know anybody who could fake it for a weekend?” Park’s eyes pleaded with him. “Dad said we had to get women who know literature.” “Tess,” Nick said promptly, and Park groaned. “Not Tess. Anyone but Tess.” “She probably wouldn’t do it, anyway,” Nick said. “She pretty much stopped talking to me right after I
unfriendly,” Gina said. “What did he do?” “It’s what he didn’t do.” Tess shifted in her chair as she warmed to the story of her landlord’s crimes. “Three apartments in this building have been vandalized in the past two months, and Ray won’t even fix the lock on the hall door. Anybody can walk in here. Somebody had to do something.” She grinned at Gina. “And, I thought, who better than me?” “Tess?” Nick called again. “It’s not safe out here. If I get mugged because you’re playing hard to get,