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She ht as well drop the period boht—so their period, but she was squeamish about it Besides, she needed the respite to evaluate her e after the intensity of the last teeks

“Correct , but doesn’t the store have a no-refund policy?”

“It’s hard to reot jilted just two days before her wedding”

“She’s a bitchy diva Maybe that’s why he dumped her”

“That’s a crappy thing to say,” Vicki protested “Maybe she’s being a bitch because that jerk cheated on her with her best friend and ditched her two days before her wedding?”

“Fair point” He nodded “But taking it out on you hardly seems fair”

Vicki sighed and unlocked the front door “She has to take it out on someone and I’m convenient”

He didn’t reply but stared at her for a rimly She wasn’t sure what that ht now She wanted a hot bath, her fuzziest jammies, a soppy movie, and her chocolate marshmallow ice-cream

He stepped into the apartment and was back a few moments later

“Doesn’t look like your brother’s home”

“Oh, yes I coone to Rome on business Said not to expect hi would have informed you”

“My what?” he asked with an incredulous laugh

“You know, your network of bodyguard buddies” She tiredly ed the nape of her neck, and his eyes—still dark with concern—followed the movement of her hand

“They should have Not sure why they didn’t,” he said absently “Will you be okay?”

“Hmm? What do you mean? Why do you ask?”

“It’s just…you don’t seem like yourself”

“How do I usually see a yawn, not really interested in his reply Not that he even bothered to respond

She tossed her bag in the direction of the coat rack and didn’t pick it up when it fell to the floor She carelessly toed off her trainers, and ed her favorite lap blanket off one of the arms, pulled it around her shoulders, and curled up in a corner of the couch She rested her aching head on the soft, overstuffed arm