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latching on to the first hunk who walked directly in
her path.
    What was she thinking? His mother had taken on an estate
case years ago and now he was saddled with her until he could get her out of
his hair. He’d said yes because that was his job.
    Poor guy, I bulldozed him. I have to call him, I have to
cancel. He’ll be relieved , she thought, but he won’t let on . He’d
been considerate, even caring. She’d misinterpreted his response to her anger
and grief.
    She climbed out of the tub and wrapped a towel around her
body. She took a peek in the mirror and rolled her eyes at the dark circles
underneath her eyelids. She hadn’t slept well and it showed. She looked haggard
and worn, which was the truth but it wasn’t the face a man wanted to look at
across the table.
    Cadence made a face in the mirror and went to find the Night
and Night business card. She’d had it with her at the appointment this morning.
Digging in her purse, she found the card.
    Whipping off the towel, she sat on the side of her bed,
ignoring her dripping hair and how she didn’t have a stitch on.
    She dialed the office number and waited for his receptionist
to answer. One ring, two, three…
    “Hello?” A cultured feminine voice answered instead.
    Cadence checked the card, certain she’d punched the correct
number. “Um, yes, I’m sorry, I think I have called the wrong number,” she
stammered.
    “May I ask whom you are trying to contact?”
    Cadence repeated the number.
    “You’ve reached Preston’s cell phone,” the woman said. The
beautiful voice reached out with its sensuous sound and scratched at her heart.
    Cadence had a vision of the stunning woman on the other end.
Preston’s arm around her shoulder as she talked on the phone, him pressing
kisses to her neck.
    “May I talk to him?” It took all of her strength to not
crush the phone in her hand and to speak through unclenched teeth.
    “Hold on, let me get him for you. May I ask who’s calling?”
    “Cadence Burke, thank you,” she replied. She picked up the
towel and tied it tight around her.
    She knew he was too good to be true. He had a girlfriend or
maybe even a wife. She should hang up now. Tomorrow she could go to his office,
sign whatever papers he required and get on with her life.
    She sighed deeply, trying to ignore the feelings of regret,
shame and humiliation at what she’d been thinking all afternoon. How tonight
would be special.
    Except she hadn’t imagined the steamy look he had given her
in the car. He had shown her just as much interest as she had given him. She
certainly hadn’t imagined that .
    If he was married or even seeing someone, she didn’t want
anything to do with him. Shaking her head, she started to put the receiver back
in the cradle when she heard his deep voice on the other end.
    “Hello, Cadence.”
    Her heart dropped to her stomach and it took her a moment to
regain her voice.
    “Hi, Mr. Night, I’m calling about this evening. I
appreciate—”
    “Ah, yes, I made reservations for seven thirty at my
favorite restaurant. I hope you like sushi.”
    “I’m sorry, Preston, I just don’t think dinner tonight is a
good idea.”
    “You don’t like sushi?”
    “No, I do like sushi, but you, I, I just think maybe it
would be better for…”
    “Hold on just a second, sorry.”
    She could hear his muffled voice.
    “Thanks, Elise. That’ll be all.”
    The word sent a rush of relief over her like a tsunami.
    “Sorry about that, Elise has been helping me with a software
problem. So you were saying? You want me to change the reservation?”
    “Oh, um, no.” This was awkward. “I just wondered if we could
make it later?”
    “Of course, I’ll make the reservation for eight o’clock.”
    Eight o’clock? She would be sure to run into Cyrus.
    “You’d better keep the reservation. I know how difficult
reservations are to get.”
    “You sure you’re okay with sushi?”
    “Yes, of course. Sorry, I’m a bit frazzled.”
    “No