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girl like Kate would be interested in some cop from Queens.
    I bet Harold had a real good laugh over that one.
    At least the guy was away on business. Having some big-shot attorney show up with Kate to look down his nose at him and his
     nutty family wouldn't have been a good thing for anyone concerned.
    Or maybe I'm being too judgmental.
    For all he knew, Harold could be a really nice guy.
    Tony looked over his shoulder, then pulled the GTO out into the busy stream of traffic. Unfortunately, the thought of Kate's
     fiancé being a really great guy bothered him even more than assuming the guy was your typical pompous ass.
    Damn
, Tony thought.
I'm jealous.
    But how was that possible?
    He'd only met Kate twice.
    It's that damn prediction.
    That was it.
    Everyone had been talking about him meeting a blonde with green eyes for so long, when he finally did meet her, it was only
     natural he'd be a little disappointed to learn she was already engaged.
    Hell, he was only human.
    Plus, he wasn't seeing anyone at the moment.
    The truth was, he really hadn't even been dating anyone for almost a year now. Not a conscious decision— he'd just been busy.
     First, the new promotion with the mounted unit. Then the crazy work schedule that he'd volunteered his guinea pig services
     to try—an experimental schedule that changed his hours and his days off weekly. Second, the never-ending renovations on the
     apartment building he was trying to maintain, which was why the crazy schedule worked so well for him. Always, life in general.
    Maybe after Kate came to the restaurant and ended his quarrel with his mother, he would make it a point to start looking around
     for a lady who would want to spend a little quality time with a mere cop from Queens.
    Yeah, that's exactly what he'd do.
    He'd take control of his own destiny.
    But no more blondes.
    Period.
    After tomorrow night, the
blonde
chapter of his life would be closed forever.
    He would sincerely thank Kate for her help in proving Nonna's prediction wasn't going to happen. Then he would sincerely wish
     her a long and happy life with her big corporate attorney husband, Harold.
    Corporate attorney.
    Tony shook his head.
    Busy man. Busy schedule.
    Had the guy's profession been responsible for Kate's lack of enthusiasm and the reason she refused to answer his question?
     Had she already taken a backseat to his clients more times than she cared to admit? Was she maybe even worried that his career
     would always come first—even in their marriage?
    That's her business.
    None of mine.
    She'd told him so herself when he'd been brave enough to ask if she loved the guy.
    Still, it was a cop's nature to analyze people and dig beneath the surface to uncover what really made them tick. And that
     made Tony wonder how Kate's away-on-important-business fiancé would react when she told him the cop had shown up in her life
     again.
    Would Harold be jealous, too?
    Maybe.
    Maybe not.
    All Tony knew for certain was that Kate deserved to have that special sparkle in her eyes on her wedding day.
    I am certifiable.
    Why should I care?
    The woman is virtually a stranger.
    He couldn't explain why Kate's happiness mattered to him, but it did. Maybe because he liked her. She was one of those people
     you just liked from the moment you met them. There wasn't any explanation for it. He could just tell she was really good people.
    She'd been compassionate enough to help him out and agree to show up at the restaurant tomorrow night, hadn't she? What were
     the odds most women would be understanding about his ridiculous praying mother who had herself locked in her bedroom? Slim
     to none. Those were the odds.
    A judge's chamber.
    The groom's idea, no doubt.
    In and out. Quick and easy. Harold probably wanted a short honeymoon, too. One he would spend with his cell phone to his ear
     most of the time.
    Damn.
    He was doing it again.
    He didn't even know this guy.
    He didn't really know Kate either, but could the guy