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her to the green light.

    "And she disappeared again,” Zach said mournfully to Connor over breakfast at Denny's the next morning. The aproned waitress poured coffee into their cups and slapped the check down on the table. Conversation hummed unevenly around them, and dishes and cutlery clinked.
    After Jess had kicked Connor out on Thursday—why, he still had no clue—he and Zach had been staying at a hotel near work. Zach's kitchen renovation was almost done, otherwise Connor could have stayed with him. Now they were both temporarily homeless. Just fucking great.
    Zach poked at his sunny-side-up eggs.
    "Get the hint, man,” Connor said sourly. “She's not into you."
    "Yes she is. I could feel it."
    Connor made a rude noise and tossed down the piece of toast he wasn't eating. He gulped some coffee. “Women."
    Zach looked at his brother sympathetically. “You haven't heard from Jess?"
    Connor shook his head miserably. “I just don't get it,” he said. “I know I've been working a lot lately, but hell, that's what it's like to have your own business. That's no reason to end our marriage.” His face tightened, and Zach's chest constricted. He, too, was perplexed by this sudden move on Jessica's part.
    "Tell me again what she said."
    Connor sighed heavily. “She said she knew I was cheating on her, she had evidence of it. But she wouldn't say what the evidence was or who I was supposedly cheating on her with—or anything else. Just that our marriage was over. And,” he added, “she called me a few choice names I won't repeat."
    "And you're not cheating?” Zach asked, narrowing his eyes.
    "God no!” Connor's pained gaze met his brother's before he quickly looked away.
    Zach's eyes narrowed even more. He tapped his fingers on the table. “You're sure? You're not forgetting to tell me something?"
    Connor looked down at the table briefly, and then back up at Zach. “I love Jess. I don't want anyone else. I would never do that to her.” Then he sighed. “Okay, a few months ago something happened."
    Zach's gut clenched, his restless fingers going still. “What happened?” he growled.
    Connor shook his head. “Nothing, really. It was just ... this girl ... she had a crush on me or something. She was coming on to me pretty strong, but I told her no way, I'm happily married, not interested."
    Zach studied his brother. “Who was it?"
    Connor looked away again. “I'd rather not say. But I swear, nothing happened."
    Zach nodded. Connor's word was good enough for him. “Okay,” he said. “Does Jessica know about her?"
    "Yeah. She asked me about some phone calls from the girl. I told her it was business and it was nothing."
    "Shit.” Zach thought for a moment. “But that was months ago ... right? We need to find out what's going on now. Have you talked to Leanne? Women tell their best friends everything."
    "I called her but she didn't answer. Probably screening my calls."
    "I'll see if I can get through. Maybe she'll talk to me."
    Connor picked up a piece of bacon, took a bite, and then tossed it down. He pushed away his mostly-uneaten food.
    "Eat, man,” Zach urged.
    Connor eyed Zach's own untouched breakfast. “Hey, don't talk,” he said. “At least I'm down about something real—not some ‘dream girl’ who keeps vanishing into thin air."
    Zach tightened his lips. He let it go because Connor was hurting, but he'd seriously felt Ashlyn's attraction to him, which was why he just didn't get why she kept leading him on and then disappearing. Connor could scoff all he wanted, but there was something there. She was the most intriguing, exciting, arousing female he'd ever met.
    The sour ache in his gut felt like he'd just drank a dozen cans of light-struck beer—skunky and foul.
    "So what do you think about Steinbrau putting out that new ‘craft beer'?” he asked his brother to change the subject. “When I talked to Jack, he said the rumor is they got our yeast and our recipe."
    "How the hell could they do