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jealousy that was bubbling up and realized she couldn’t let Kevin’s antics throw her off her game.
    “
A jerk?
” Meg repeated.
    She cringed at her friend’s question, which was basically asking why Harper cared if he was coming on to the movie star. She didn’t. Not really. Kevin could flirt with whomever he wanted. He could sleep with whomever he wanted. Just because Harper’s chest tightened at the thought and her heart hurt when she saw him talking with the pretty actress in the corner of the room, didn’t mean she cared.
    “Typical man. Throw a bombshell in his path and everyone else in the room ceases to exist.”
    “Jocks and actresses,” Meg mumbled. “Bad combination.”
    “That actress and
anyone
is a bad decision. Why did Jason invite her?” Harper took a sip from a glass of Veuve Clicquot she’d grabbed off a waiter’s tray and let the bubbles tease her throat. She turned when she heard a high-pitched giggle followed by a low, sexy laugh.
    “I have no idea,” Meg responded. “But it looks like my brother is going to steal her from the clients.”
    Kevin and Kari were still laughing it up in the corner and Harper was more certain than ever that she’d made the right decision regarding him.
    He didn’t have any interest in a family right now. He was too busy. With everything.
    He glanced over and caught her looking, but instead of his usual confident grin, his face grew serious as his eyes met hers. Those eyes of his would be the death of her self-control.
    Finishing her champagne in one gulp, Harper excused herself and left Meg chatting with the wife of a Korean banker. The language barrier would make that conversation more than a little bit interesting. Looking at her watch, she knew she should check the kitchen and make sure dinner would be served on time. There were a million things that could go wrong, but she didn’t want to go off schedule because more than anything, Harper wanted to go home on time tonight.
    Naturally, she wanted to be home with her baby, but what she really wanted was to take off these shoes. A couch in the private lobby outside the terrace was a perfect place to rest her feet. It was also empty. No actresses to piss her off.
    “Hey.” Kevin’s voice wafted through the silence, soothing and agitating her at the same time.
    So much for being alone.
    ***
    Harper was sitting on a long sofa, her legs crossed and rubbing one of her feet. She seemed to be in pain. God knew he was in pain just looking at her. She made everything in him catch fire. It made him crazy.
    He sat at the opposite end of the sofa and watched her rub her feet. She didn’t say anything, didn’t look his way, and Kevin still didn’t know what he’d done to drive her away. “Shoes hurt?”
    Harper nodded. “Too tight.”
    Silence. More awkward silence.
    “Are you ever going to tell me why you ditched me?”
    Harper froze in place. Turning her head, he saw something in those big eyes of hers. They were more green today than brown. Gorgeous, soulful.
Hurt?
    Taking a breath, she answered. “I didn’t see it going anywhere. And since you left . . .”
    Was she kidding? How could she not have seen it going anywhere? He spent every minute he could with her. “You broke up with me
before
I took the offer in California. One minute we were together, then nothing.”
    Raising an eyebrow and cocking her head to the side she asked, “So you would have stayed if we were still sleeping together?”
    “We were doing more than just sleeping together.”
Shit.
“I really liked you. I still do.”
    “Seriously, Kevin? Our relationship was one booty call after another. Sometimes we went out to dinner or had drinks, and then it was off to bed.”
    He’d stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked at the floor. Maybe she’d had more reasons to break it off with him than he thought. He had no answer to what she’d just said.
    “I guess I handled it badly,” she said. “I should have told you