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longer together.”
    “Oh.” Her hand flew up to her chest. “I had no idea. What happened?”
    Typical of her to be nosey and press for information. “We just ended.” Tanya shrugged. “That’s all.”
    “That’s such a bummer. He was such a great guy.” She pointed to the name cards on the table. “It looks like we’ve been seated at the same table. Guess there will be an empty seat,” she said, as Gregory pulled out her seat for her. “I’ll just put my purse down in it.” She plopped her Prada bag in the empty chair, and leaned over to whisper something in Gregory’s ear.
    Tanya e yed the place card that had Justin’s name written in perfect penmanship across it wishing she could rip it to shreds. It was a painful reminder that she’d not only been dumped, but had been stood up.
    “Excuse me?” A sexy voice behind her sent thrills up her spine. “This seat is taken.”
    Marcus? Tanya didn’t even have to turn around. His sex-laced voice stilled her and the power of his lure was still embedded in her memory.
    Myra, of course, did turn around. “ I thought this chair would be empty.” She moved her bag promptly, but kept her eyes fixed on Marcus looking him up and down as her fiancé fidgeted in the seat beside her.
    “It won’t be any longer …if you don’t mind.” Marcus pulled the chair out from under the table, plucked Justin’s name tag up, and simply flicked it to the center where the floral arrangements were set up. It landed upside down on the decorative shells laying on the table. He turned and looked at her with a wide grin. “Hi. I knew if I saw you again, I wouldn’t be able to resist coming near you.” His gaze trailed over her dress. “The dress looks better on you than on the hanger.” He adjusted his tie at the neck and she saw right away that it was the same exact hue as her dress. Had he gone back after she’d left the store and picked out a tie to match her blue dress?
    With his good looks, all she could do was stare at him. He could have easily been the best looking man here. He was—hands down.
    “What are you doing here?” she whispered forming each word slowly.
    “I’m a guest at Vanessa and Leroy’s wedding. You might have told me that you were here for this wedding before disappearing like a phantom in the night.”
    She blushed. Numerous ro unds of sex had knocked them both out. When she’d woken up in the arms of a man she only knew by name, the danger of it startled her. She’d put on her tattered and wrinkled dress as best she could and snuck out. It was a good thing her hotel was right across the street because at that hour of the morning, most taxi cabs were either out of commission or on call only. She’d bitten the bullet and walked.
    “You co uld have told me the same thing,” she said.
    “I would have, but I woke up and you were gone.”
    She hoped to goodness that Myra didn’t overhear them. She would be embarrassed as hell if anyone found out that she’d had a one night stand with a stranger in another country. “Everyone has assigned seating here.”
    “I know that. Mine’s over there.” He nodded toward a table to their left. “I’m supposed to be seated with my brother.”
    “Why aren’t you there then?”
    “I’d rather be here.”
    “How do you know that someone isn’t already sitting here?”
    He gestured toward the place card he’d discarded so carelessly in the center of the table. “You mean Justin? The man you wanted to forget about?”
    Heat washed over her face in embarrassment. He’d read her like a map. “How do you figure?”
    “I’m no fool. You told me last night that you wanted to forget what normal was. When I saw you here today alone and the seat beside you empty, I put the puzzle pieces together. Am I close to the truth?”
    “Oh my God.” She slid her hands through her hair. “This was a mistake.”
    “I see no mistake in what we shared, but…” Marcus leaned over until his lips were nearly