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massive great room, and Garrett quickly stifled the smile guaranteed to drive Delia’s claws in deeper. Small wonder his boss had trouble concentrating this afternoon.
    Of course, Rhett would argue if Garrett voiced that thought aloud. The man had a mind like steel trap, and you never had to tell him something twice. Rhett Buchanan was the smartest man Garrett had ever known, and he long ago decided Rhett possessed a photographic memory.
    But not today.
    Garrett had been repeating himself ever since Rhett got back from the nursery, and Rhett’s mind had wandered off twice in their conference call with the Rome office that afternoon. Now Garrett knew why, or rather he could see why.
    Delia’s father, Chester Armstead, had cornered their special guest Grant Horning on the far side of the room, and Rhett was slowly working his way that direction, stopping to snag a couple glasses of wine off a passing tray carried by one of the half-dozen waiters Delia had hired for the night.
    “Well?” Delia hissed.
    “I don’t know. Never saw her before in my life.”
    “How dare he bring another woman into my home?” she snapped.
    Garrett wondered about that himself. The move was definitely gutsy even for Rhett. He slanted a sideways glance at Delia and grimaced. Men usually considered Delia a beauty with her sleek dark hair and violet eyes, but at the moment, her rage had melded her features into a mask resembling The Wicked Witch from Oz. Man, what a transformation.
    She yanked his arm and spun him sideways. “You have to know something,” she snapped. “You’re his best friend. Cough it up.”
    “I don’t know anything other than he met a woman at the nursery today when he went to inspect our tree shipment, and he invited her to the party.”
    “ My party,” she said, glaring. “What nursery? Since when does Rhett inspect tree shipments? That’s your job.”
    “Bloom & Grow is a nursery in Jupiter, and it’s a long story, but the nursery requires the actual owner to approve final stock selections.”
    “That’s ridiculous,” she fumed.
    “Yes, that’s what Rhett said, too.”
    Until he got lucky .
    “What’s so funny?” Her hands were on her hips now, not a good sign.
    “Not a damn thing,” he said, trying to look grim and unsure whether he succeeded.
    “Well, you’re going to introduce me to her,” Delia said and slipped her hand through his arm.
    Garrett pulled away. “Like hell I will. I’m not getting in the middle of this.”
    She snatched him back, lightning fast. “Yes, you are. Or did you forget I set up this whole party just so the two of you could schmooze Horning.”
    “No, Delia,” he replied calmly, “you volunteered to give the party, so you could sink your hooks back into Rhett. Now that you’ve dumped your polo player.”
    “You’re horrible,” she hissed, refusing to let go of him.
    “No, just truthful and your father wanted to schmooze Horning as much as we did. But I’ll introduce you if you’ll leave me alone and leave me out of this. After the introduction, I’m walking away, and you’re on your own.”
    “Fine,” she said curtly and urged him forward.
    Lily spotted a face she recognized and felt a spate of panic. The man who worked with Tammy picking out Rhett’s trees was walking straight toward her, and the gorgeous woman on his arm had her gaze locked on Rhett. Lily’s jig was up.
    Rhett turned as the couple approached, and he reached for her hand. Was he staking his claim again? If so, Lily sure didn’t mind.
    “Good evening, Rhett.” Tammy’s client was almost as handsome as Rhett, similar in height and build, blond where Rhett was dark. His smile looked positively devious.
    “Garrett,” Rhett said, then nodded at the beauty. “Delia.” He turned to Lily with a tender, almost apologetic smile. “Lily Foster, this is Garrett Tucker and our hostess, Delia Armstead.”
    Tucker shook Lily’s hand. “Very pleased to meet you, Ms. Foster.”
    The woman’s