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Kelly,” Rafael said before Ryan could speak. “Have you been able to find her yet?”
    Ryan shook his head. “No. But I will.”
    Rafael didn’t understand Ryan’s determination to hunt down his ex-fiancée. The whole fiasco had taken place during the four weeks Rafael had lost, but Devon and Cam had told him that Kelly had slept with Ryan’s brother. Ryan had tossed her out and had seemingly moved on. Only now Ryan had hired an investigator to find her.
    “You don’t remember Bryony?” Ryan asked. “Nothing at all?”
    Rafael slapped a pen against the edge of his desk. “No. Nothing. It’s like looking at a stranger.”
    “And you don’t think that’s odd?”
    Rafael made a sound of exasperation. “Well, of course it’s odd. Everything about this situation is odd.”
    Ryan leaned back against the window and studied Rafael. “You’d think if you’d fallen head-over-ass for this woman, spent every waking moment for four weeks with her and managed to knock her up in the process that there would at least be some serious déjà vu.”
    Rafael tossed the pen down and spun in his chair until his foot caught on the trash can next to his desk. “I get where you’re going with this, Ryan, and I appreciate your concern. Something happened on that island. I don’t know what, but there is a gaping hole in my memory and she’s at the center. I’ve got to go back, if for no other reason than to disprove her story.”
    “And if she’s telling the truth?” Ryan asked.
    “Then I’ve got a hell of a lot of catching up to do,” Rafael muttered.

    Bryony stood outside the high-rise office building and stared straight up. The sleek modern architecture glistened in the bright autumn sun. The sky provided a dramatic backdrop as the spire punched a hole in the vivid blue splash.
    An orange leaf drifted lazily onto her face, brushing her nose before fluttering to the ground. It joined others on the sidewalk and skittered along the concrete until it was crunched beneath the feet of the many passersby.
    She was jostled by someone shouldering past her and she heard a muttered “Tourist” as they hurried on by.
    The city frightened and fascinated her in equal parts. Everyone was so busy here. No one stopped even for a moment. The city pulsed with people, cars, lights and noise. Constant noise.
    How did anyone stand it?
    And yet she’d been ready to embrace it. She’d known that if she were to have a life with Rafael, she’d have to grow used to city life. It was where he lived and worked. Where he thrived.
    Now she stood in front of his office building feeling hesitant and insecure. There was a seed of doubt and it grew with each breath. She couldn’t help but wonder if she wasn’t being an even bigger fool this time.
    “Fool me once, blah blah,” she muttered. “I must be insane to trust him.”
    But if he were telling the truth. If his utterly bizarre and improbable story were true, then he hadn’t betrayed her. He hadn’t dumped her. He hadn’t done any of the things she’d accused him of.
    Part of her was relieved and the other part had no idea what to think or believe.
    “Bryony, is it?”
    She yanked her gaze downward, embarrassed that she was still standing in front of the building looking straight up like a moron, and saw two of the men she’d seen with Rafael at the party.
    She took a wary step back. “I’m Bryony, yes.”
    They were both tall. One had medium brown hair, short and neat. He smiled at her. The other one had blond hair with varying shades of brown. It was longish and unruly. He frowned at her, and his blue eyes narrowed as though she were a nasty bug.
    The smiling one stuck out his hand. “I’m Devon Carter, a friend of Rafael’s. This is Cameron Hollingsworth.”
    Cameron continued to scrutinize her so she ignored him and focused on Devon, although she had no idea what to say.
    “Nice to meet you,” she murmured.
    “Are you here to see Rafe?” Devon asked.
    She