Fiance by Fate
her computer. She was glad he’d heard. It showed she was keeping her end of the bargain. Now let’s see what he could do to help her get David back.
    Her phone rang. Grateful for the reprieve, Sabrina swiftly answered it. Her landlady’s voice was on the other end.
    “Oh, hon, I’m glad I caught you before you left for lunch.” Mrs. Metzger sounded out of breath and anxious—or at least more anxious than normal.
    “Is there a problem?” Or fire, or theft, or pipes bursting with water as we speak?
    “I just ran into your David.”
    That was much worse. “You did?”
    “I misjudged the boy. He spoke very highly of you.”
    “He did?” Why am I so surprised? Of course he did. He’d just told her last night that he didn’t want anyone else.
    “ Very highly,” Mrs. Metzger added.
    Silence fell between them for several long seconds, and Sabrina was left sitting on the edge of her seat. “ And …?” she prompted.
    “They’ve started to paint this afternoon, so I let myself into your place and will be staying tonight.”
    “Huh?” Sabrina had totally forgotten she had agreed to let her landlady stay with her, but that wasn’t the information she was dying to hear. “That’s fine,” she replied, trying to control the edge in her voice. “But Mrs. Metzger, what else about David ?”
    “Oh yes.” The woman chuckled. “I thought you might be interested in learning that despite all he said about you, he’s taking that friend of his to dinner tonight.” She seemed to pause for dramatic effect. “At the Ram’s Horn.”
    “The Ram’s Horn ?” Sabrina cried. She glanced around the room to make sure no one had heard her outburst. That was their favorite restaurant. The restaurant where David had proposed to her. How could he?
    “Are you sure?” she asked. “Maybe you’re mistaken.”
    “I’m old, hon, but not deaf.”
    “It’s just I’m surprised…” Sabrina shifted and cradled the phone closer. That’s when she saw Jack moving across the main office with the coordination and grace of an athlete in his prime. The women he passed on the way to the mailroom were practically waving their pompoms in gratitude. It gave her an idea.
    “Oh, Mrs. Metzger, I could kiss you for this information!” she exclaimed, her eyes still focused on Jack.
    “Hon, you’re taking this better than I thought.”
    Sabrina was too wrapped up in formulating her plan to explain. “I have to go,” she told her. “But thanks again.” She hung up and glanced at the time. Almost two o’clock. She had time to get ready if she rushed home right after work. She would wear that black and white number she’d bought last week on Newbury Street. David hadn’t seen her in it yet. Studying Jack again, she figured he could just go as he was.
    Jack was perfectly put-together in his navy blue suit and bold crimson silk necktie. She wondered what David would think when he saw him. Jack definitely looked the part of the elegant new boyfriend. He stopped to talk to her friend Chris, and Sabrina’s gaze was automatically drawn to that slow, lazy smile of his. He had a sexy mouth, she decided, even more so when that dimple of his suddenly slipped out and made an appearance.
    Thank God she was sitting down because she actually felt a little weak-kneed at the moment. Then she realized she was no better than three quarters of the women in this city and deliberately turned her head.
    Okay, Jack more than looked the part. More importantly, Jack looked good enough to make her fiancé jealous—which was all she wanted him to do. Of course, there was a remote possibility a man like Jack would already have plans for tonight, but that was just too darn bad.
    She was his fake girlfriend. And they had a deal.

Chapter Five
    As Sabrina and Jack walked into the restaurant, she smoothed the front of her black and white dress. It was a little skimpy for this time of year, but she’d forgo the warmth for the added attention she hoped to get from

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