Cross My Heart
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My register at my store had been in the death throes for a long time, and finally cha-chinged its last a few weeks ago. So we brought in a "register doctor" to see if he could revive the monster machine–which he did. The problem with reincarnating our machine is that it has no memory of its former life. This meant I spent a day and a half learning how to program the thing.
I am not a programmer. I can barely set my alarm clock. I married the clever-and-so-smart Mr Wright so I didn't have to EVER do things like this. This isn't just helpless-female or damsel-in-distress stuff. I know I *can* do these things if left with no other choice, but the actual desire to do these things has never struck me–not once. But sometimes desire has nothing to do with it and you have to roll up your sleeves, take the ibuprofin, and deal with what needs doing.
Today, the register is working, happily cha-chinging, and without a glitch.
Is it lame that I am almost as proud of that as I am of the release of a new novel?
Yeah, I thought so.
Don't forget Cross My Heart!
The first man is Geoffrey—in Boston, which is Jillian's hometown. Hazel-eyed Geoffrey, the brilliant ad exec who Jillian would've married if he hadn't stolen some of her best work (and gotten her promotion as a result).
The second man is Jack in Los Angeles. Insecure Jack, who signs Jillian up for a love study at a local university "just for fun" but secretly intends to find out if she still loves Geoffrey. Flaky Jack, who splits as soon as her brain neurons fire an emphatic yes.
The third man is Allen on the airplane from L.A. to Boston, where Jillian's boss has ordered her to investigate the underhanded dealings of a competing agency (and where Jillian's crazy parents still live). Allen, the electric-blue-eyed dentist who hates the advertising industry because his ex-girlfriend, Nicole, recently dumped him for some hotshot ad exec.
Head spinning yet? Just wait until Allen's nemesis, Nicole's fiancé, and Jillian's target turn out to be the same guy: Geoffrey. Yes, that Geoffrey. Forget about love triangles— this is a full-blown love quadrangle that quickly becomes a high-stakes game with savvy players, snappy dialogue, and a plot that won't stop twisting . . . until another love study delivers surprising results.
