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tighter and tighter since she’d walked into The Darling House, snapped and she grabbed Tony’s face in her hands. Without stopping to consider the consequences, she slid her lips over his. His surprisingly soft lips parted beneath hers and his strong fingers curled around her waist. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and nibbled.
    At the first taste of strong coffee and peppermint she forgot why she’d started kissing him in the first place. All that mattered was the magnet-worthy attraction pulling them together and blocking out the rest of the world. Everything that had been building between them since the night of her sister’s wedding exploded in a tsunami of sexual hunger that left her wet and wanting.
    Tony’s hands never left her waist, but his touch managed to weave its way across her body on an electric current that turned everything hard into something soft, hot, and demanding. What she wouldn’t give to be locked in his arms anywhere else.
    The clank of glass on the polished wood table acted as an unwelcome reminder that she wasn’t somewhere else. She was sitting in The Darling House, in full view of the biggest fashion gossip of them all, and acting like a giant horndog. Aching for more, she forced herself to relinquish what in those precious seconds had become her most sought-after fantasy.
    Condensation dripped down her glass, cooling her hand as she grasped it and drank with the gusto of a Viking at a feast.
    “Damn, I need a cigarette.” Ivy fanned herself and winked.
    Tony rammed his fingers through his thick, dark hair and mumbled something incoherent as he squirmed in his seat.
    Eyeballing the woman who used to be one of her closest friends, Sylvie took stock of the situation. The plan had been to covertly interrogate Ivy for information, but judging by the skeptical gleam in the woman’s eyes, a direct approach would probably be a better option. It was a risk, but so was almost everything in Sylvie’s life right now.
    “Someone knows I’m the High-Heeled Wonder.”
    Ivy’s gaze locked on the paper straw wrapper she was twisting between her fingertips. “That was bound to happen.” Breaking under the pressure, the wrapper tore in half. The white paper floated down to the table.
    “You’re one of the few people who knows the truth,” Tony said.
    She shrugged. “There are others.”
    Sylvie did some quick mental accounting. Her family knew. So did Drea. A few random folks, like her CPA, were clued in, but that was it. None of them had any reason to rat her out. Other than Ivy.
    “Yes, but no one else would have—”
    “Betrayed you?” Ivy uttered a flat laugh, empty of pretense and joy. “Yeah, that does sound like me. We junkies, we’re known for being lousy friends with fast lips and slow minds. We don’t deserve any of the goodies in life.”
    Some little ember of their friendship sparked at the resignation and bitterness in Ivy’s voice. Just as Tony had stuck up for Sylvie as they walked The Darling House’s gauntlet, she’d spent years defending Ivy to the snide bunch of bitches who would never let Ivy forget her fall from fashion’s pinnacle.
    “Don’t talk about yourself like that. You’ve been clean for years.”
    Ivy flipped a red plastic circle onto the table with a snort. “Ninety days.”
    The air whooshed out of Sylvie’s lungs. Pippa Worthington could have ambled over on her four-inch heels and sat her bony butt down in Sylvie’s lap and she wouldn’t have noticed.
    Sure, addicts backslid. It happened all the time, but Ivy had been so determined not to, Sylvie had never considered it a possibility. Dates and times flashed in her mind. Missed phone calls. Unreturned text messages. Late nights out with new friends—and some very old ones. Tired blue eyes that begged for what her mouth would never ask for. And Sylvie had been too busy to put it all together. Everything had been so crazy six months ago with High-Heeled Wonder hitting it big that she’d