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by Ariela Vaughn

Copyright 2012 Ariela Vaughn

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This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Layla Harper stroked her cat’s silky white fur and wished she knew when her boss would call. So what if she had blown up at him and walked out of his office? Jefferson Prescott had deserved every bit of it and more for treating her like a weak-minded female. Never mind that the client had liked her vision for their ad campaign. Jefferson had thought the lacy dresses on the models were too girly to be used in a cologne ad. Perhaps if he would have focused on the rest of the image, such as the virile male model posed between the two fawning young women, he would have understood the message—that this cologne would make a man irresistible to gorgeous women. Wasn’t that every man’s dream?

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