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warm. And the fuzziness had turned to tingles. What was the matter with her? For years, the only warm feeling she’d had for Ty had been resentment. Certainly nothing had tingled. Even when their moms had suggested he move in with her, all she’d felt was relief. It was Ty and she wouldn’t have to deal with the normal man/woman issues.
    Well, now she was having issues.
    Which was bad, because Ty was not available. Which was good, because there was no way she could fit into a dress likethe one Axelle was wearing. Axelle was tall and model thin. Ty’s type. Marlie was average and round. Not Ty’s type.
    But not as round as she’d been. Her jeans snapped at the waist for the first time since he’d moved in, for which she was grateful, since she’d needed to wear them to set up cameras and crawl around trying to find electrical outlets.
    Axelle had also worn jeans this afternoon.
    Denim looked entirely different on Axelle. Marlie had fit right in with the technical crew and Axelle had fit right in with the socialites. They both wore jeans, a top, and a jacket, but anyone entering the hotel ballroom automatically went straight to Axelle as the person in charge.
    Although Marlie was not jealous of her, sometimes she thought she should be. They’d never be best buddies, but they didn’t have to be. Axelle was still her client. She’d always been friendly in a professional way, with the extra touches of thoughtfulness that made people want to deal with her and return to her restaurant again and again.
    For example, this afternoon, when Marlie had complained about how Houston’s humidity had made her hair impossible, Axelle had given her a purse-sized bottle of the defrizzing product she used.
    Marlie hadn’t cared much about her appearance in the past couple of years. The fact that she’d spent time trying to tame her hair this afternoon was another sign she was ready to reenter the dating scene. She thought of Ty and his we-will-mate-soon smile and shivered.
    She wanted a man to look at her that way. And the sooner she found one, the sooner she’d stop hoping that man would be Ty.
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    T YLER WAS ENJOYING HIMSELF way more than he thought he would when Axelle first told him about the auction. She wore a dress that clung to her like liquid silver—where there was adress to cling. And man, did she have a body for it to cling to. As she worked the crowd in the hotel ballroom, welcoming everyone, making sure the drinks flowed, encouraging people to view the auction items, and doing what she did best, Tyler watched the double takes from the men as she turned her naked back to them and glided to the next group. She was like a glittering ornament, a prize who would enhance the stature of the man who won her.
    And he was the one who’d get to take her home. But not to his home. His wasn’t finished and Axelle wasn’t about to go to Marlie’s while Marlie was in it. And technically Axelle didn’t have a home, so Ty would be taking her to her brother’s home. And departing shortly thereafter.
    He was eager to take their relationship to the next level, more eager than Axelle, he suspected. She was a bit of a reach for Ty, and he didn’t feel completely solid with her yet, as though there was some test he had to pass. He hoped volunteering to be the auctioneer wasn’t the test. But in case it was, he needed to do something else. He should bid on something tonight. He’d already intended to anyway, but now he needed to make a grand, attention-getting, and expensive, gesture. But what would please her? If he was about to drop some major bucks, he’d like to know she appreciated it.
    If Axelle were more like Marlie, he could just ask and she’d tell him. Marlie was a completely different type of female, but she had her good points. Ty knew what to expect from her. She was comfortable, dependable, and easy to be around. Restful. He liked