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desk, pointing at the spot where she needed to put her
signature.
    As she scribbled her name, she peeked at Jarvis’s ring
finger, to double check he hadn’t gotten hitched since the last time she’d seen
him. Blessedly bare . She almost bared her teeth.
    Above her, Jarvis cleared his throat again, a
nervous gesture she realized once she met his gaze.
    “There you go,” she said. “All
done.”
    “Uh, Ms. Steele—”
    “Indy.” She sat back in her chair and watched him,
watched the slide of his Adam’s apple, the slight widening of his eyes, and the
hint of sweat on his brow.
    “Indy,” he spoke quietly, not what she’d have
expected. “I was wondering if you’d like to have dinner with me. Tonight.”
    Ooh, look at that. She didn’t have to do anything.
She grinned to herself. She’d have thought she’d lost her edge the past year
she’d gone without the touch of another man, but Jarvis here put that fear to
bed. Done.
    She dropped her gaze to the pen in her hand as she
twirled it between thumb and forefinger. “I’d love that, Jarvis.”
    He all but reared back, a shocked expression on his
face. “You would?” His voice shot up an octave.
    “I would, yes.” She nodded and pulled out her phone.
“Pick me up, say eight o’clock?”
    He nodded eagerly. “Yes.” His throat worked. “Uh,
yeah, I can do that.”
    So
eager. She liked that. The sight made her pussy flood, made her panties wet. She’d go out with Jarvis, and
anyone else who asked, and she would enjoy herself,
without thinking about Reno fucking Barbie like he used to fuck Indy.
    ****
    She stopped to get her hair and nails done at
Gloria’s. A normally relaxing experience, but not today. Nope. She sat in the chair, head thrown back, getting her deep conditioning on
while Tabitha worked her magic massaging her feet.
    Bliss. Should have been blissful and it was, until someone sat down in the chair next
to hers.
    “Cora, I see that fine son of yours is back,” Gloria
said, “and with a new girlfriend to boot.”
    Shit!
    Cora was Reno’s mother, a
really lovely woman Indy had nothing but respect for … until she began waxing
poetic about the girlfriend. Indy learned way more than she wanted to in that
chair. Blondie’s name was Jenna, a New Yorker. She was going to be a
pediatrician, take care of sick kids, and she and Reno would be traveling to
New York after their week was up in Ridgefield.
    Indy gritted her teeth and tried blocking out the
sounds, but goddamn it, she couldn’t escape. She couldn’t escape Reno and his
Jenna. They were everywhere.
    She sent up a prayer of thanks when Cora left before
her. Apparently she’d come in only to get her nails done. Indy wanted to yell,
“Finally!” but instead she bit her tongue and prayed for the damn day to be
over already.
    She wondered how Jarvis felt about sex on first dates? She really needed some stress relief, and she wasn’t
sure the arsenal she kept in her nightstand would be adequate. She wanted a
flesh and blood man.
    Whose name was not Reno Sandovar.
    ****
    Jarvis was the perfect gentleman. He arrived right
on time, opened her doors, and pulled out her chair. Perfect
gentleman. There were times when she loved that, but tonight wasn’t one
of them. She kept holding his gaze, giving him that fuck-me stare she’d
perfected, but damn if Jarvis was biting.
    What was a girl supposed to do, strip down to her
skin and climb atop the table in the middle of the restaurant? That would go
over real well. She could wait until they were finished and outside before she
pounced on him. She totally could.
    She made small talk, ate her steak like a good girl,
and smiled at the appropriate places. Jarvis was easy to talk to, actually. She
reminisced about their high school days and talked about what they were doing
with their lives. All good stuff and when she put the whole sex thing to the side
and simply concentrated on Jarvis, she found herself laughing and having a good
time.
    Until