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bridesmaid. One of her favorite movies claimed bridesmaids always got sex.
    It was casual, post-wedding bridesmaid sex, or worse, forgettable sex for him while she couldn’t think of anything else. Until now, because she was officially over him. She intended to power watch Richard Curtis rom coms until she didn’t cry when Mathew gave Gareth’s eulogy or when Anna asked William to love her.
    Done.
    Rogan answered on the first ring.
    “I need a favor,” she said without any sort of preamble. “Can I borrow your condo for a few days and could you not tell anyone?”
    “Why? Did—”
    “Or ask any questions.”
    He was quiet for a minute. “You’re welcome to the condo but I have a better idea.”
    “Doubtful.” Because nothing sounded better than a few days alone at the beach with DVDs and magic cookie dough ice cream. Well, maybe if Jen came but she couldn’t ask her.
    “The Miami Maretti Resort’s grand opening is this weekend. Nic’s out of the country so I have to do the final walk-through with the contractors and inspectors. The party will be huge, kiddo. There’ll be dancing.”
    A huge dance party? In Miami? And no danger of running into Nic. Sold.
    “I’m in.” Then reality tapped her on the shoulder. “Wait. What about Angie?”
    “She’s already in Miami.”
    A chill danced across her shoulders. “Rogan, did something happen? You guys seemed to be getting along at the wedding.”
    “Yeah, well…” He cleared his throat. “I thought so too until she went back to Miami and took Zachary with her.”
    “If you show up with me in Miami, it’s not going to help things. She hates me.”
    “She doesn’t hate you.”
    “Are you crazy? She totally hates me and she’s going to freak out if I walk in with you.”
    “Maybe I want her to freak out.”
    “Yeah, but—”
    “Lizzie, I don’t want to walk into that party by myself but I can’t take a date, now can I? Come with me. You’ll have fun and I’ll get a shot at bringing her back home without having to crawl on my knees. Which is what she fucking wants.”
    He sounded desperate which surprised her but she couldn’t imagine her big Cajun begging for anything on his knees. Angie needed to wake up and realize she was going to push Rogan too far.
    “Okay,” Lizzie agreed, ignoring the warning pinging along her nerve endings. She would go and dance and have a great time and it might be good if Angie got jealous for a change. Maybe she’d appreciate Rogan more. Fight for him.
    Lizzie smiled for the first time in days. She was definitely going to need a great dress.

    The cell phone buzzed again, and Nic’s heart skipped a beat although he knew there was no way it was the call he wouldn’t admit he wanted to receive.
    He took his time setting the fishing rod in the holder and pulled the phone out of his pocket. The sun was high and bright today. Blue skies, fluffy clouds, and the water was so still it mirrored the sky. It was a perfect day to be on his boat, but he'd stayed in his pier. He’d been too restless to take his boat out.
    “Your sister called,” Pam announced without any sort of preamble when Nic called her back.
    “This is news?” The ice chest creaked as he opened the lid and grabbed a bottled water. “She’s been calling me too, but I’m in Hong Kong, remember?”
    He shut the lid then sat down on the ice chest as Pam snorted her disapproval. He scanned the empty horizon, refusing to notice the water was the same color as Lizzie’s eyes. “I’ll call her,” he relented.
    “And Marcy?”
    He flinched at the name. Not one of his finer moments. “Yeah, that’s done too.”
    “I know, I’ve been on the phone with her all morning too. I think you hurt her, Nic.”
    He shuddered at the memory. He didn’t like crying women. He also didn’t like feeling like a total bastard, the way he always did when they realized he’d been serious when he’d said he wasn’t looking for the future Mrs. Maretti.
    Marcy had