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Hotly, he stared, then inhaled a slow, deep breath--and stepped back "That woman upset you"

"That woman?" Derision choked her "You had a date with her and you don’t reathered his dark brows together "Mary or so Who cares? And it wasn’t a date"

"Sounded like a date to otten around much in the past three years" He indicated the chair "Let’s talk"

She’d had enough talk for one night Now she just wanted to escapeall of it--Mary’s taunting insight, Cannon’s seductive caring, the exposure of old wounds But fleeing would be cowardly, and by God, she would not regress

Dropping her purse onto the long table, she sat Mulish Annoyed

And, damn it, amusement replaced discontent as Cannon took his own seat "A important?"

"No"

He nodded to her phone sticking out of her purse "Soht about lying, but no, he deserved better fro forward to convince hio to the house and catch so trip and this is all--" unbearable "--uncomfortable"

"Which was my point" The opposite of her, he slouched back in his seat He continued to study her until, very softly, he said, "I’m sorry"

Nohy did that make her heart trip and her eyes burn? "For what?"

"Bad tihts, he looked down at nothing in particular "I hooked up with Mary before I knew you’d be here" His gaze swung back up to snare hers "But now that you are here, I--"

Her forced laugh cut hi" His right hand worked, closing into an iain "We have a whole lot to straighten out"

"We could talk toht--"

Rowdy stepped in, a cola in each hand Clearly he and Cannon had caught up earlier, given the relaxed way they greeted each other

"Better?" Rowdy asked

"Much Thanks" He accepted the cola "For this, too"

Rowdy set the other drink in front of her "Yvette Sweeny, right?"