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he replied and signaled to the waitstaff.
    The waiter hurried over, and they placed their order. Settling on a bottle of Chablis, they toasted each other as they took their first sip. The crisp white wine was dry and pleasing on his palate.
    He moved closer to her. What did one need to say when you had a gorgeous lady on your arm? Nothing. When there was a lull, it was funny how easy it was to be together. They didn’t need to make small talk to be comfortable; they already were. As Maura chatted about her day at the gym, Declan naturally shared his experience of being a SEAL.
    Just as he reached the climax of one of his million-and-one Leaper Lefton comic savant stories, a commotion at a table around the corner interrupted him.
    â€œI won’t take this! I don’t have to! Don’t you know to whom you are speaking? I’m leaving this date, you big baboon!”
    Unfortunately he knew that woman’s voice.
    The lady peeked around the corner. “Thank God! Declan. I wondered if anyone I knew was here. You’ll do. Of course.”
    â€œOlivia,” he said flatly. It was none other than Olivia Fenwick—the twenty-six-year-old, blond, slim woman with a fortune at her fingertips, and also a former lover. She was not the person he wanted to see right now. He’d broken things off with her over a year ago by leaving a voice mail and leaving town. True, it wasn’t the bravest maneuver, but this lady had claws. None of his liaisons had lasted very long, but Olivia’s personality, or lack of actual depth of heart and soul, kept turning fun time into run time.
    Maura’s eyes turned to him. Her eyebrows went up.
    â€œLet me just get my salad. No sense wasting my marvelous meal.” Olivia disappeared for a minute, only to return with a giant bowl and the largest martini he’d ever seen—and that was saying a lot, because he’d been to a lot of bars around the globe.
    She sat down next to Declan, scooting very close to him and planting a red-lipped kiss on his cheek. He knew there would be a mark. There always was with Olivia—tacky or not.
    Olivia waved at Maura. “Hi, I’m Olivia. Declan’s girl.”
    Declan frowned. “No, you’re not.”
    Olivia threw up her hands. “Okay, fine. I’m your former girl.”
    â€œWe didn’t date.” Declan physically pushed back from her, invading Maura’s space. “This is Maura, my girlfriend, and we’d appreciate it if you left us to our dinner.”
    Olivia nibbled thoughtfully on her spinach salad. “Interesting… I guess I’m stuffed.” The bowl was three-quarters full, and half the ingredients were pushed to the side. “I know when two is company.” She stood and walked over to the other side of the table. “Honey, can you give us a minute?”
    Maura looked at her as if the woman were a door-to-door snake oil salesperson. “No.”
    He couldn’t have been prouder, watching Maura stand her ground. Olivia was not the type to back down, but here she was…actually backing away from Maura’s death stare.
    Olivia fished into her purse and pulled out a picture. It was of her naked. She placed it in front of Declan. “In case you need a reminder of what you have. This is a choice between her—a woman wearing off-the-rack clothes—and me. You know how lovely my skin is, encased in silk. I only wear natural fibers. They show off my naturally gorgeous form.”
    â€œNatural, my ass! Only Barbie has boobs that high. Do you keep upping the amount of silicone, hoping no one will notice the mileage? Now,” said Maura, picking up her fork and going back to her meal, “take a hint, and get lost.”
    â€œWell! I never!” exclaimed Olivia, outraged.
    â€œSomehow, I doubt that,” remarked Maura. “I’m sure you’ve ‘nevered’ many times.”
    â€œOh!” screeched Olivia as she