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undeniably provocative.
    Good, she told herself firmly. She was thirty years old. She only had a limited amount of time to meet a decent man, fall in love and start making babies.
    She’d called Debbie from the hair salon to explain her long absence, and she stopped at the other woman’s desk to collect her messages on the way in to her office.
    “Just three calls. Everyone still thinks you’re on holiday,” Debbie said absently, passing the chits over without looking up from her computer monitor.
    “Thanks,” Delaney said, turning away.
    “Get out of town!” Debbie suddenly squealed from behind her. “Delaney, what have you done?”
    Delaney felt a stab of apprehension. She’d changed into the black jeans at the shop, matching them with a bright aqua tank top that made the most of her newly upthrust bosom. It was just like the time she’d dressed up for Sam—clearly she’d got it all wrong again. She closed her eyes for a second, then braced herself and turned back to face Debbie.
    “Not good, huh?” she asked flatly.
    “Are you kidding?! You look amazing. Astonishing. Stunning!” Debbie babbled. “Rudy, come and check Delaney out!”
    Of course, that meant everyone else came as well, Amanda and Justin and Sukie trailing Rudy out into the reception area. They all circled around her oohing and ahhing.
    “Your hair is so gorgeous. I want to eat it,” Rudy said worryingly.
    “Those jeans, Delaney. Wow,” Justin said admiringly. Delaney noticed he was having a hard time taking his eyes off her ass.
    Sukie was staring at Delaney’s chest, and she winked knowingly. “Mademoiselle FiFi,” she said, naming the brand of Delaney’s new bra. Sukie patted her own perky chest with satisfaction. “I love her work.”
    It was all salve for her ego, and she felt her confidence blooming. She should have done this ages ago. She’d always taken the line that what people saw with her was what they got, but she realized now she’d been missing out on a lot of fun. She’d liked putting on lipstick and a touch of mascara and eye shadow with the expert guidance of the woman in the beauty section of the department store. And testing the perfumes had been a hoot. It was nice to feel desirable and attractive for a change.
    Her gaze kept flicking toward Sam’s closed door, but Debbie answered her unspoken question before she had to ask it.
    “Sam left not long after you,” the receptionist said.
    Delaney stomped on the absurd sense of disappointment she felt at Sam not being there to see her transformation. This was not about Sam Kirk! She had to get that through her thick head.
    She registered that everyone had sobered. She guessed they were thinking about the news she’d given Rudy before lunch.
    “Don’t worry, your jobs are all safe,” she said quickly. “No one’s going anywhere.”
    Except for her, of course. But she was sure they weren’t worried about her.
    “But it won’t be the same,” Sukie said, echoing Rudy’s earlier remark. “We like working for you and Sam. It will be weird without you.”
    “You’ll get used to it. And it’s not like I’m going straight away,” Delaney said, moved by her employees’ sincerity. Maybe they were a little worried about her.
    “Are you—are you getting married or something?” Justin blurted out.
    Delaney blinked. “No!”
    Justin turned beet-red. “I just thought maybe you’d fallen in love with some jerk who didn’t want you to work and maybe we could go around and break his kneecaps or something.”
    Delaney was touched all over again. “There’s no guy, trust me. I just want to do something different with my life,” she assured them.
    Offering up one last smile, she crossed to her office.
    The smile faded when she saw the note Sam had left on her desk.

    Gone to talk to lawyers. Will have answer for you by p.m.

    Wow. He’d moved quickly.
    She sat with a thump. Soon, it seemed, she’d get what she wanted.
    So why wasn’t she feeling relieved