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have a Snow White fetish. Not someone he would ever get involved with. She was a little high strung and prim for his taste. Probably needs to cut down on the caffeine , he thought gruffly. Of course, Sabrina had the power to make work miserable for him. Which meant his life would be miserable—since his life was his work.
    How could he look responsible to his father and to the board if his very own partner thought he was too much of a player to be considered good for the company?
    That magazine article certainly confirmed whatever opinion Sabrina had already made about him, and if she felt that way, it was no wonder the stockholders felt the same. As much as he hated to admit it, he needed Sabrina Cassidy on his side for more than just their working relationship. His father respected her. And if she could change her opinion of Jack, it would go a long way in changing others’ opinions too. He thought about that, then headed to the elevators, suddenly in the mood for a cup of coffee too.
    Sabrina wasn’t a woman to be charmed into reconsideration. No, he’d have to appeal to her more logical side. Although with the way she’d completely shut him down, he doubted he’d ever find it. Or that she’d even let him close enough to try.
    But if he wanted to save his reputation, that’s exactly what he was going to have to do.
    …
    Sabrina stood in line at the first floor coffee shop and rubbed her pounding head. She should have called in sick. If she had bothered to check her horoscope today, she was sure it would have told her the same thing.
    Shifting her stance, she craned her neck to see the front of the line. Apparently the entire east end of Boston went out for coffee at nine forty-five in the morning. Lucky her. That only added to her tension. Jack Brenner and his blue I’m-too-sexy-for-my-face eyes were the main cause.
    The Playboy was now her partner. Wonderful. She hoped future correspondence with him would be minimal—and if there was a God, through email only. First problems with David and now problems with work. Could her week get any worse?
    Glancing out the window, she caught sight of a familiar head of blond hair. Forgetting about her need for caffeine, she jumped out of line and ran to the large window overlooking the street. With hands and face pressed against the glass, she watched as David strolled down the sidewalk with that same redhead from Saturday night. With each step they took, a little piece of her heart broke off and shattered.
    He looks happy , she thought miserably, then watched him cock his head to say something in the woman’s ear. Sabrina wished she could have heard what he said, because whatever it was caused the redhead to shove at him and burst into exaggerated laughter.
    Sabrina’s heart dropped accordingly. She couldn’t remember David saying anything so funny when they were together. Since when had he become such a comedian? Her throat ached in defeat as she continued to watch them. What she wanted her ideal life to be flashed before her eyes and fizzled into a massive puff of red-haired smoke.
    “You look like you’ve lost your best friend.”
    Sabrina jumped, even though the words were said soft and low. Pushing herself away from the window, she glanced up into Jack Brenner’s handsome face.
    “What are we staring at?” With amused eyes, he leaned his body in and looked out the window for himself. His expression quickly sobered. “Ah, I see,” he said with a nod. “Trouble in paradise?”
    “What are you doing here?” she spat, trying to keep her lower lip from quivering.
    Stupid Jack Brenner was showing up at the worst possible time. The last thing she wanted was for him to see her cry. But loneliness—her archenemy and best friend—wound its way inside her chest and squeezed hard.
    He looked down at her and his eyes grew concerned. “Actually, I wanted to buy you a coffee. Although”—he reached out and captured a strand of her hair, resting it gently behind her