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Authors: Kate Perry
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, General Fiction, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Fiction, New Adult & College
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archetypes, and it sounds like your guy is a little of all of them. But there's got to be one that resonates most with him. Figure that out, and you'll know what appeals to him most."
She nodded, understanding. "I need to figure out his recipe."
"Recipe?"
"My grandmother always said everyone has a recipe, and that to understand the person, you had to know what the ingredients were."
Lola made a face as they entered the clothing department. "You know that sounds hopeless to someone who can't cook, right?"
"Yes, but cooking's my specialty."
"What's my recipe?"
Daniela didn't have to think about it. "Equal parts sugar, laughter, and love, a dash of fairy dust, and a pinch of heat. Slow baked to perfection. Serve in candlelit corners with a sprinkle of salt."
Lola stopped abruptly. "You're dead on."
"I'm good at what I do."
"Your guy doesn't stand a chance, if he's what you really want."
"Maybe." Daniela took a little pink jacket off a rack, but her thoughts were still on Nico. What she really wanted was the Harrison building and, based on their last conversation, so did he. She wasn't sure she could have both, in the end.
But that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy him in the meantime.
Her cell phone rang, and her heart leapt when she saw it was Ken. "Lola, I need to answer this."
Her friend nodded. "I'll be over there, drooling over the tutus."
Smiling, Daniela took the call. "Ken? Any word?"
"Yes, and it's not good."
Just as quickly, her heart plummeted. "What happened?"
"Cruz put in an offer higher than yours, also with a deposit. But he put in twenty-percent, which is insane."
She froze, unable to breathe. "What?" she managed to squeak.
"Who does that? It's crazy. The real estate is on prime land, but still." He sighed. "I took the liberty of looking up other properties for you, but I have to tell you, the prospects aren't good. Nothing is as optimal as the Harrison building. You'll have to spend a lot in renovations."
"Make another offer, with a twenty percent deposit." She thought of her bank account and winced. But she could sell her apartment in Paris if she needed. "An make an appointment for me to talk to the owner."
"I'm not sure that'll do any good. Cruz has a far-stretching reach."
"Just do it."
"Consider it done."
"Thank you." She nodded grimly.
"I wish I could offer you more hope, but battling Cruz Enterprises is a losing proposition. Maybe we could—"
"I'll take care of it when I talk to the owner. Thanks, Ken." She hung up and rejoined Lola.
Her friend's brow furrowed. "You don't look happy."
"I'm not. I need a drink." And a knife, to cut out Nico's heart—if he even had one.
"Was it the guy you're interested in?"
Daniela just growled.
Laughing, Lola patted her arm. "Let's pay for this stuff and get you to Eve's so we can pop open the champagne. You can snarl all you want there."
Snarling wasn't going to be enough. She wanted the building—and Nico's head.
The problem was, she wanted his lips, too. And his hands, and the rest of him. Still —even though he was undermining her dream.
Ken was right—it was crazy.
And exhilarating.
She felt the blood coursing through her, pumping her up. Sure she was livid, but she was also eager. Energized. Alive.
Ready .
If Nico wanted a battle, she'd give it to him. She wasn't afraid to fight dirty and, after all, everything was fair.
Chapter Eleven
What was he doing there?
Nico stared at the storefront. There was no sign to indicate what it was. Inside it was dark but, looking into the window, he could see construction materials and debris.
He checked the address again. Jason had assured him this was where her office was located. Jason's research was always unquestionably thorough—it was one of the reasons he was Nico's second-in-command.
Beyond the chaos in front, there was a double door with a light shining from under it. Contractors? Or was Daniela back there? He knocked on the door and waited.
No answer.
He reached for
She nodded, understanding. "I need to figure out his recipe."
"Recipe?"
"My grandmother always said everyone has a recipe, and that to understand the person, you had to know what the ingredients were."
Lola made a face as they entered the clothing department. "You know that sounds hopeless to someone who can't cook, right?"
"Yes, but cooking's my specialty."
"What's my recipe?"
Daniela didn't have to think about it. "Equal parts sugar, laughter, and love, a dash of fairy dust, and a pinch of heat. Slow baked to perfection. Serve in candlelit corners with a sprinkle of salt."
Lola stopped abruptly. "You're dead on."
"I'm good at what I do."
"Your guy doesn't stand a chance, if he's what you really want."
"Maybe." Daniela took a little pink jacket off a rack, but her thoughts were still on Nico. What she really wanted was the Harrison building and, based on their last conversation, so did he. She wasn't sure she could have both, in the end.
But that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy him in the meantime.
Her cell phone rang, and her heart leapt when she saw it was Ken. "Lola, I need to answer this."
Her friend nodded. "I'll be over there, drooling over the tutus."
Smiling, Daniela took the call. "Ken? Any word?"
"Yes, and it's not good."
Just as quickly, her heart plummeted. "What happened?"
"Cruz put in an offer higher than yours, also with a deposit. But he put in twenty-percent, which is insane."
She froze, unable to breathe. "What?" she managed to squeak.
"Who does that? It's crazy. The real estate is on prime land, but still." He sighed. "I took the liberty of looking up other properties for you, but I have to tell you, the prospects aren't good. Nothing is as optimal as the Harrison building. You'll have to spend a lot in renovations."
"Make another offer, with a twenty percent deposit." She thought of her bank account and winced. But she could sell her apartment in Paris if she needed. "An make an appointment for me to talk to the owner."
"I'm not sure that'll do any good. Cruz has a far-stretching reach."
"Just do it."
"Consider it done."
"Thank you." She nodded grimly.
"I wish I could offer you more hope, but battling Cruz Enterprises is a losing proposition. Maybe we could—"
"I'll take care of it when I talk to the owner. Thanks, Ken." She hung up and rejoined Lola.
Her friend's brow furrowed. "You don't look happy."
"I'm not. I need a drink." And a knife, to cut out Nico's heart—if he even had one.
"Was it the guy you're interested in?"
Daniela just growled.
Laughing, Lola patted her arm. "Let's pay for this stuff and get you to Eve's so we can pop open the champagne. You can snarl all you want there."
Snarling wasn't going to be enough. She wanted the building—and Nico's head.
The problem was, she wanted his lips, too. And his hands, and the rest of him. Still —even though he was undermining her dream.
Ken was right—it was crazy.
And exhilarating.
She felt the blood coursing through her, pumping her up. Sure she was livid, but she was also eager. Energized. Alive.
Ready .
If Nico wanted a battle, she'd give it to him. She wasn't afraid to fight dirty and, after all, everything was fair.
Chapter Eleven
What was he doing there?
Nico stared at the storefront. There was no sign to indicate what it was. Inside it was dark but, looking into the window, he could see construction materials and debris.
He checked the address again. Jason had assured him this was where her office was located. Jason's research was always unquestionably thorough—it was one of the reasons he was Nico's second-in-command.
Beyond the chaos in front, there was a double door with a light shining from under it. Contractors? Or was Daniela back there? He knocked on the door and waited.
No answer.
He reached for
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