Julie James - Payton Quotes

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In the business world, what's the female equivalent of going golfing with a client? Laney gave this some thought. Payton fell silent, too, contemplating. After a few moments, neither of them could come up with anything. How depressing. Payton sighed, feigning resignation. Well, that's it. I guess I'll just have to sleep with them. Laney folded her hands primly on the table. I think I'm uncomfortable with this conversation.

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Lesbian? Payton turned around and saw J.D. standing there. Maybe it was the wine. Maybe she was basking in the glow of their successful pitch to Gibson's. Maybe it was her promise to Laney to be the New Payton, or maybe it was a combination of all those things. But Payton actually found herself smiling at J.D. It's just an excuse, the lesbian thing, she said.

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She asked him the question she had been asking herself for the past few days. "Why are you being so nice to me now?" J.D. leaned forward in his chair. He gazed directly into her eyes, and Payton suddenly found herself wondering why it had taken him eight years to look at her that way. "Because you're letting me," he said softly.

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Never send a boy to do a woman's job, Irma. - Payton Kendall

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Good. Or instead, what if I just told you that I love you? Payton gazed into his eyes. What would you say, J. D. Jameson, if I told you that? J.D. smiled. He touched his forehead to Payton's, closed his eyes, and answered her with one word. Finally.

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J.D. cleared his throat and pushed the button on the intercom. Uh, Payton, hi. It's J.D. Dead silence. Then another crackle. Sorry. Not interested. Cute. But J.D. persisted. Again with the button. I want to talk to you. Crackle. Ever hear of a telephone, asshole? Okay, he probably deserved that.

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Score one for Team Kendall, Payton thought. Not that it was a competition between them. Not at all.

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Raise your hand if you had no idea you'd see so much nudity in one week of jury duty. Twelve hands flew straight into the air. And unbelievably, Payton laughed.

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Payton grinned. You must be Chase. As she extended her hand in introduction, she took the opportunity to give him a more thorough once-over. He had dark wavy hair and warm brown eyes. Very Pat-rick Dempsey/McDreamy-esque. Good build, not terribly tall, maybe only five-ten-ish, but since Payton measured in at exactly five-three and one-third inch, she could work with this

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