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fiancé, she’d made Hailey promise to be careful. For one
thing, squatters and sublets were not allowed. And certainly, people who
weren’t the exact tenant weren’t allowed to actually live on the premises.
    But
Hailey had been broke, not to talk of out of work for the past few months. And
short of going back to stay with her uncle and aunt (lord forbid), she’d had to
ask her best friend the favor of allowing her stay in the exclusive apartment
till she could get back on her feet. And that meant finishing the many
freelance web content projects she was handling for some online businesses
– as well as maybe working on some new titles to show a publisher.  
    And
that would have to be soon, she told herself with a deep sigh. She hadn’t
written anything in ages. Working under the pseudonym Faye Harley, she’d
published a few things independently which weren’t exactly bringing in the
bucks. It barely paid enough for her to feed and clothe herself and pay for her
transportation. And short of taking charity from her eager to help, well
meaning friends, Hailey knew she’d better work on something good enough to show
some decent publishers or she’d starve.
    Well, a
voice told her, you could always get a normal job…
    But for
some reason, Hailey cringed at the idea. She’d worked for people before and
hadn’t liked it. Also, she hated the conformity of it, not to mention the
drudgery, of waking up to do the same thing every day. Unless, of course, it
was something she absolutely adored doing. And if it paid really well, of course.
    So,
until such a perfect role came along, she decided to stick with her stress-free
lifestyle. Okay, well as much as being broke and living hand-to-mouth was
stress-free.
      Tugging off her bulbous sweatshirt, she
went to the kitchen island to prepare something to eat. It was just too bad
that she hated eating alone. Which was why she hardly ate.
    And
that was why she was as skinny as a chopstick, Hailey thought with a smirk as
she viewed her reflection in the broad blade of the knife she was using to chop
her veg. To make matters worse, she had this humungous double D chest that had
plagued her for all her teens and even into adulthood. It had been weird
growing up around her friends with their perky, half-orange busts. Meanwhile she
had woken up one day when she was barely fifteen and found she’d turned from a
tomboy into a virtual pin-up girl. It had been mortifying.
    That
was why, even now, she wore bulky clothes. Outfits that
concealed her enormous jugs that would have seemed so disproportionate with the
rest of her. But then, now that she thought about it, none of her former
boyfriends – few as the numbers were, had ever complained. In fact, they
let her know in enough ways that they had no issues at all with her
over-endowments.
    Yeah,
no surprise there, she thought with a twist to her lips before popping a piece
of carrot into her mouth. And then, out of nowhere, she thought of him .
    That
guy in the building she kept “almost” running into. Ever since she’d sneakily
moved in weeks ago, she’d caught glimpses of him at least five times. And each
time, he seemed even hotter than the last.
    One
would think, looking at her, that she’d be more into those laid back types, or
the tattooed, rock band, skateboard dudes. But no, for some reason, what turned
her on were those steel jawed, corporate hunks in their dress pants and
charcoal black ties. Those men with their custom made suits and boardroom
savvy. She wasn’t sure why, but such was life. She couldn’t count how many
times in the past week she’d lain back in her scented bath, or on her fluffy
pillows, and roved her hands over her body thinking of him .
    Yes
him, with those molten brown eyes of his she’d only seen once, when they’d
crossed in the lift. He with his square-cut good looks, his broad shoulders in
those dark grey suits he favored which looked obviously made just for him. And
probably cost ten times