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complicated at the same time. His time with Belle Rivers piqued not only his curiosity, but also his own interest in her as more than a story. But coming off a yearlong relationship wasn’t the best time to be thinking about jumping into the dating pool again.
    As if to prove his point, a plate of food slid next to his elbow and Jessica settled onto the stool next to him. Her burgundy t-shirt molded to her ample breasts, and when she leaned over, he was given quite a view from the plunging neckline. He had no doubt she was accentuating her best assets as a not-so-subtle reminder of what he was missing.
    “Thanks,” he said, deliberately tur ning his attention to the food.
    “So, is that chick crazy or what?” Jessica asked.
    “Pardon?”
    “The cupcake chick. I looked her up online. She looked like some kind of spinster.”
    Brian wondered why in the world Jessica was suddenly so interested in his story or in Belle. When a possible answer exploded in his mind, he wanted to kick himself for being so stupid not to realize it before. When he cut a glance at her, he could see that she was picking at her plate, but she was staring at the one that he set down across the island.
    The reason he broke things off with her was because she had started getting more insistent about moving their relationship to the “next level”, something that Brian had no intention of doing with her. But when Jessica got something in her mind, she didn’t let it go easily, and she had decided that it was high time that Brian proposed. Bill had been the one who had assigned the story on Cupid’s Cupcake to him in their weekly staff meeting. The same Bill who worshiped the ground that Jessica walked on.
    “Not a spinster,” he said carefully. “But who would believe in any of that kind of nonsense anyway?”
    “Yea, it’s silly, isn’t it?” Her voice was wistful.
    Brian had to get her out of his condo as quickly as possible. His appetite had disappeared the moment he realized that he was being set-up. “You know, Jess, I have to get up early in the morning. I’m going to finish this draft up and then hit the sack. Don’t worry about cleaning any of this up. You can go ahead and head home.”
    “Well, the least you can do is offer me dessert,” she said, pushing her lower lip out in a pout. When they first started dating, Brian hadn’t been able to resist that pout. Now it just got on his nerves.
    Brian scrambled for a response. There was a nagging voice in the back of his head that said he was being a complete idiot for feeding into the idea that any of the myth around Belle’s cupcake was real. But on some crazy, strange, otherworldly chance it was true, he wasn’t going to touch that cupcake with Jessica in the immediate vicinity.
    “Actually, this dinner was so great that I’m just stuffed.” Brian hurried to shove the last few bites on his plate into his mouth and then he sat back in his chair patting his stomach. “I’m skipping dessert tonight.”
    A look of outrage crossed her face. “Are you serious? I come over here, slave d over a hot oven for you, gave you your space so you can do your work, and then you kick me out like I’m some kind of hired help? I deserve better than that, and you know it. We’ve been together for a year, Brian!”
    “We’re not together anymore,” he said quietly. “I think it’s time for you to go before you say someth ing you’ll regret later, Jess.”
    “Fine!” she screeched. “You are going to regret this, Brian Draper! I was the best thing that ever happened to you. Enjoy your cupcake and your Valentine’s Day alone.” She grabbed her purse with a huff and stomped out toward the elevator, which fortunately came seconds later.
    Brian counted himself lucky that she hadn’t done any further damage. He looked mournfully over at the wall beside the television set. There was a large dent about halfway up the wall from the time that Jessica threw a book at hi m and missed. She