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Tootsie huffed "You needn’t own"

"A Vera Wang," Scarlett added "And the big brute ripped it when he tore it off"

Ian arched an eyebrow at Don Orlando "I take it their little experiment dinna work?"

"No Even without a aze lifted to the balcony and his mouth fell open Don Orlando wasn’t surprised Giselle usually had that effect onwhite gown, her white-blond hair cascading down her back In her arms was a bundle of clothes

"Bonsoir" She sround floor "I have located Bootsie’s old clothes" She sauntered past theold satin settee surrounded a scarred coffee table Giselle dumped the clothes on the table, then perched on one of the chairs Scarlett and Tootsie rushed over and sat together on the settee Maggie and Ian followed theie’s tote bag and set them on the floor next to the vacant chair

"Thank ye for finding the clothes" Ian smiled and extended a hand to Giselle "I’m Ian MacPhie frorip before he could kiss it

With a sigh, Ian turned to examine the clothes on the table

Scarlett lifted a plaid Western shirt between his thuer and shuddered "How horrid"

Don Orlando picked up the boots They orn and scruffy Had he really been a cowboy?

"This is interesting," Ian removed a belt froie et a better look "What’s that embossed on front? A wild horse?"

"A bronco" Don Orlando blinked when he realized the word had escaped without forethought He must really be a cowboy

Ian turned the buckle over "There’s an inscription FORT WORTH LIVESTOCK SHOW AND RODEO 1999 This could be useful" He turned to Giselle "Is there a computer here I can use?"

"Yes, on the second floor" She rose "I’ll take you"

"Thank you" Ian followed Giselle to the balcony, then they levitated to the second floor Scarlett and Tootsie dashed over at valimpse under Ian’s kilt

Don Orlando cleared his throat They gave hilanced down fro The clues are there, if ye think hard enough" He followed Giselle into the upstairs rooled as he and Scarlett trudged back to the settee

"I’ve alondered how I got amnesia" Don Orlando sat in one of the antique chairs

"His ie asked Tootsie and Scarlett They nodded

"Then the aht," Don Orlando concluded

"Exactly," Maggie agreed "It must have just happened or you would have had a little memory And it must have happened very close to where you were found"

"Soie turned to the male Vamps on the settee "Did Don Orlando have a head injury of any kind?"

"No, he was perfect" Scarlett gri to do with"&151;he lowered his voice to an oasped and pressed a hand to his chest "Don’tof dread seeped into his pores

"You ie asked "Or witches?"

Scarlett and Tootsie exchanged a worried look and shuddered

"They ie asked

"It’s real if you believe in it," Tootsie whispered

Maggie glanced at Don Orlando "Do you believe in it?"

"I don’t know I can’t reie lifted her chin "I’m not afraid And it stands to reason that if the amnesia is the result of some kind of spell, then there must be another spell that can undo it We should locate the local practitioner and see what he can do"

Scarlett’save hirabbed Scarlett’s hand and held tight "We can take you to the French Quarter where the local shops are, but we don’t want to go inside"

"Very well" Maggie stood "Let’s go"

Don Orlando shter she was He couldn’t iht without her His ss He was in love with Maggie O’Brian

She gave hiht?"

"Never been better" He took her hand "Let’s go"

Chapter 4

"Sweet Mary, ainst an old streetla, and they’d been to one shop after another Scarlett and Tootsie had abandoned them on Bourbon Street when they spotted a club with scantily clothed gentleaze ran over her short black skirt, her legs encased in black hose, and her black high-heeled shoes "You could cause a traffic accident with those legs"

She scoffed "I’aze locked onto her pink sweater

The cad Maggie was still surprised that he’d never had a girlfriend during his stay in New Orleans Tootsie and Scarlett had confirmed that She also understood why he’d run off to New York with Corky The poor guy had simply wanted a life and an identity other than Bootsie, the failed social experiment

Sweet Mary, she liked hi, yet vulnerable And ht she was special Beautiful and kindhearted

With a sigh, she glanced down the street A recent rain had left puddles in the uneven paveainst her skin She orried now Worried that she was hopelessly in love with Don Orlando What if they found out he was married?

"I think we did all the shops on this street," sheT-shirts, feather boas, beads, and masks She pushed away from the streetlamp "Where’s a voodoo priestess when you need one?"

"Don’t know" Don Orlando took her hand "Let’s find Tootsie and Scarlett" He led her down the sidewalk