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mouth to break the uncomfortable silence, a
    woman with dark red hair grasped Jana"s shoulders. “I"ve been looking everywhere
    for you, sweetheart.”
    Jana glanced at him before looking back at her friend and cocking her head in
    his direction. “Rome, this is Marisol, my wife. Marisol, this is Rome, the guy I told
    you about.”

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    Tuesday Morrigan

    Rome gave the woman an honest smile. Looking at the two of them, it was
    obvious Marisol and Jana were a very happy couple. “Nice to meet you, Marisol,” he
    said as he held out his hand. If possible, Marisol"s grin widened as she shook his
    hand.
    Unable to help himself, Rome said, “May I ask what has got you so excited? I
    think you"re happier than the actual graduates.”
    Jana wrapped her arms around Marisol"s waist and hugged the woman close.
    “That might be because she"s not an actual graduate. She doesn"t have to catch up
    with all the people she spent years avoiding.”
    Marisol swatted at Jana playfully. “No, that"s not it. That nice woman, April,
    invited us to her party.”
    “A party, huh?” Rome said, thoughtfully. After watching Sela cuddle with her
    boyfriend, he wasn"t exactly in the mood to stick around for the rest of the reunion
    activities. Then again, he didn"t want to head back to his lonely suite. A party just
    might do the trick.
    Marisol shrugged. “Yes, April says it"s going to be a bunch of people from the
    reunion and some locals. I"m sure you guys will have more fun than I will, but at
    least I"ll be having some fun.”
    Rome couldn"t help but smile at Marisol. She was right. The reunion was
    turning out to be as eventless as he"d imagined. Well, if he didn"t count Sela.
    “Are you coming?”
    Rome followed Jana"s gaze and turned around to see whom she was speaking
    with. He froze when he found wide, bottomless brown eyes staring at his in
    surprise.
    “I was uh…” She pointed toward the hall that housed the restroom. ”I"m not
    exactly sure what you guys are talking about,” Sela replied.
    Jana disentangled herself from her wife"s arms. “There"s a party at April
    Batista"s, and you"re invited.”
    Sela glanced from him to Jana and then back to him. “Things haven"t changed
    that much. I"m still not much of a party girl.” It was obvious Sela was looking for an
    exit strategy. It was equally obvious Jana wanted Sela to join them.
    Rome hoped Jana wasn"t playing matchmaker. He had enough marks against
    him.
    Jana strode up to Sela and put one arm around her. “It"s a grown-up party.
    Don"t worry. We"re all going to act our age—grown, sexy, and some of us married.”
    Sela"s gaze flicked back to him. “Okay,” she said softly.

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    Chapter Three

    Sela hated herself.
    She truly, utterly hated herself for agreeing to go to April"s reunion party. If
    Sela had any sense whatsoever, she would have politely declined Jana"s offer and
    taken her ass home to her mother"s.
    She glanced at her watch. She could, at the moment, be stuffing her face with
    coffee-flavored chocolate-chip ice cream as she watched awesomely bad television.
    Instead she was stuck in the backseat of Rome"s car, trying desperately to ignore
    the tense atmosphere that swirled in the vehicle. She glanced at the blond head in
    front of her. She still wasn"t sure how she and Nick had ended up in Rome"s car.
    Everything happened so quickly she feared her head was still spinning. Just
    after she accepted Jana"s invite, Nick showed up, looking for her. A short, perky
    blonde appeared about the same time. She started to press up on Rome but caught
    sight of Nick and made her a beeline for him. Then Nick turned to her and asked if
    she was going to April"s.
    Up until that moment she had been hoping to use Nick"s presence as an excuse
    not to actually show up. Jana answered for her and told Nick she was going. When
    he glanced back at her for affirmation, Sela nodded numbly, knowing her fate was
    sealed.
    And sealed it was.
    At least she