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thought we could venture out into the city,” Chynna said. “I love the ranch, but I’m dying to see what shopping Tucson has to offer.”
    â€œDo you think that’s wise? The press has no idea where you are. Why give them any hints?”
    â€œTrue.” The decoys they’d used had worked marvelously and the best the press could come up with was Chynna James had gone into hiding because she was ashamed at having been caught having an affair with a married man. “But as much as I love all this clean living, I need a little retail therapy. Don’t deny me one of the few things that make me happy in life.”
    â€œIt’s your funeral,” Kenya responded, getting up with her plate and taking it to the kitchen island. She started to rinse it off, but Chef Antoine stopped her.
    â€œDon’t worry. I’ll take care of it, mon chèri.”
    â€œThank you.” She turned to rejoin Chynna.
    Chynna was wearing a pouty frown, but then she saw Kenya’s stiff shoulders soften. “You’ll see, it’ll be a lot of fun, and I’ll have the concierge call ahead and arrange a few places and we’ll go through the back entrance.”

    Several hours later, Chynna pranced in front of the three-way mirror in a sequin, feather mini-dress. High-gloss sequins were sprinkled over a sweetheart neckline, with the feathers dangling and barely reaching her thighs.
    â€œWhat do you think?” Chynna asked, turning to Kenya, who was seated on the couch outside the dressing room.
    â€œThat it barely covers your crotch,” Kenya stated honestly.
    Chynna rolled her eyes and turned back to the mirror to check out her side view. “This look is in, Kenya. It’s hot!”
    â€œIf you say so.”
    Chynna turned back around with a malevolent look in her eye. “It’s about high time we got you out of your shell. You have a body as good, no, better than mine, and you can flaunt it.”
    She looked over at the store attendant who’d been graciously helping them. As soon as they’d entered the exclusive boutique, she’d made it clear she was used to celebrities frequenting the store and that Chynna needn’t worry about any disturbances because she’d closed down the store. Chynna had hoped that would be the case and had informed the attendant she would be spending an outrageous sum of money, which had brought a smile from the store owner.
    â€œCan you please get my twin here the sexiest dress you can find, and she’ll try it on and I’ll buy it.”
    â€œAbsolutely, Ms. James.” The store owner departed the fitting area.
    â€œI don’t need to try on that stuff,” Kenya protested. “It’s not me.”
    â€œHow would you know? You live in your bubble in New York.”
    â€œOuch.” Kenya frowned.
    â€œI’m sorry,” Chynna apologized, but it wasn’t quite sincere. Kenya needed to live a little. “When was your last date?”
    Kenya shrugged. “I don’t know ... a few months ago, maybe six. What does that have to do with anything?”
    â€œIt means you’ve fallen off the horse and you have to get back on.”
    â€œI just haven’t found the right man who excites me. I want a strong, take-charge man. A real man’s man. One who isn’t afraid to get dirty and maybe change a flat tire and ruin his manicure.”
    â€œA man not into all the Hollywood bullshit?”
    â€œYou feel me.” Kenya pointed back to Chynna.
    â€œThat describes Lucas Kingston,” Chynna said, “in a nutshell.”
    â€œHuph,” Kenya huffed.
    â€œHey, hey.” Chynna shook her finger at Kenya. “Don’t talk about my man like that.”
    Kenya chuckled. “Does he know he’s your man?”
    â€œSoon,” Chynna promised. “Real soon.”

    â€œYou’re telling me Chynna still isn’t back yet from this week-long