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is.” She pointed toward downtown Dallas. “I had no idea you could see the skyline this well from here.”
    “I hope you got enough to eat. You ate like a bird at lunch.”
    Jordan turned when Natalie Moreland walked up with Emilio right behind her. Had Alex’s mother seen her plate and was now being sarcastic? One look her way dispelled that notion. She was grinning at her like Jordan was something special, making her wonder if Alex kept his girlfriends away from his mother for a reason. It would be embarrassing for him if Natalie Moreland treated every woman he brought home as her future daughter-in-law, and even more so if she asked them how many grandchildren they intended to give her.
    “Mother, you’d better grab something to eat before they move the table out to start dancing. The band is already setting up.” Alex sent her a disapproving glare. “I wish Dad had been able to come with you. You know how much he loves to dance.”
    Jordan bit her lip to stifle a grin. Alex wasn’t fooling anyone with the dad remark. He was simply making sure Emilio knew his mother was married. Unfortunately, Emilio didn’t look like the kind of guy who cared about small details like a wedding ring.
    Or was it possible that Alex was reminding his mother?
    “There you all are. I’ve been looking for you.”
    Jordan swiveled around as Kate Moreland approached, her cheeks flushed, her charcoal silk blouse slightly disheveled.
    “Oh honey, how’s your headache? I thought you were going to lie down for a while.”
    “I did, Mother, and I’m much better.” She kissed Natalie then turned her attention to Emilio. “I need to talk to you later about the shipment from New Jersey. It still hasn’t arrived, and I’m getting a little concerned.”
    “Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it.” Emilio patted her hand. “My guys are on top of the liquor situation. I guarantee it’ll be here in plenty of time.”
    Apparently satisfied with the answer, Kate turned back to Jordan and motioned for the gang to come over. “These must be the friends I’ve heard so much about. I hope you all have a great time tonight and at the festi—” She glanced up when an older gentleman tapped her shoulder, and after a brief exchange with the man, she excused herself and stepped away from the group with him.
    “She’s not going to get much time to party tonight, I’m afraid,” Alex explained. “Everyone seems to need her for one thing or another. She’s—” He stopped when the sound of breaking glass was heard from inside.
    Emilio stared into the living room. “Looks like a lovers’ quarrel. You know how passionate we Italians are about love and war.” Although his response was flippant, the serious look on his face was not.
    Jordan followed his gaze and focused on one of the most gorgeous men she’d ever seen. Standing about six two and dressed in a black suit that had to be pure silk, the man was visibly upset. He was frantically trying to calm a woman who was screaming obscenities and waving her arms in the air with each new outburst.
    Studying them from a distance, Jordan couldn’t help thinking that if ever there was a mismatch it was the two of them. The woman stood around five three with black hair cut short and framing her round, olive face in a very unflattering style. Slightly overweight with a large nose, she wasn’t what Jordan would expect to see on the arm of someone as debonair as the man she was arguing with. Jordan was about to say something to Alex when the good-looking man grabbed the woman’s arm and marched toward them, stopping directly in front of Emilio and Natalie.
    “Maybe you can talk some sense into my fiancée,” he said, his voice dripping with anger. “She thinks I’m cheating on her.”
    “Your fiancée?” Kate asked, turning away from the man she’d been conversing with and stepping around her mother to face the new arrival. “Marco, what’s going on?”
    “Kate!” Surprise