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Secret Santa gifts waited to be picked up. Since most of the residents were on a budget, she had instigated a ten-dollar limit on presents. So far, the group had loved their surprises and were constantly whispering, wondering who’d drawn their name.
    Their five o’clock cocktail hour began, and Sue, a smart real estate saleswoman, passed out holiday martinis complete with peppermint chips floating on top. Lucy flipped her ipod to a Christmas playlist and snapped pictures as the group decorated the tree.
    “Tomorrow morning we start practicing for our holiday talent show,” Lucy said. “Start thinking about what you want to do. We want everyone to have a part.”
    “I don’t have a talent,” Ellen said.
    “Yes, you do,” Nancy, a woman who dyed her hair blue said. “You can sew.”
    “That’s perfect,” Lucy said. “You can make the costumes and sets!”
    Moon sat down at the piano and began to pick out White Christmas .
    Inez, a seventy-year-old who was proud of her two new hips, passed out jingle bells, and they all joined in and began to sing.
    Mae sidled over to Lucy. “You know what, hon. There’s a secret Santa gift over there with your name on it.”
    Lucy tensed. “But I didn’t put my name in the stocking.”
    Mae shrugged. “Maybe you have a secret admirer.”
    Lucy’s stomach fluttered. Emmet used to leave her little presents all the time when he’d been stalking her.
    Lord help her. Surely he hadn’t found her here.

    Dad blast it. Lucy was two-timing him.
    Reid surveyed her bedroom again, stunned. Sure, he hadn’t exactly proposed to Lucy or bought her a ring, but he thought things had been going well.
    How could he have been so wrong?
    Lucy was fun loving and flirty and had been a dancer in Vegas, but would she really hop from his bed to another man’s?
    His cell phone buzzed, and he checked the number. Sophie.
    Maybe she knew what was going on. He quickly punched connect. “Sophie?”
    “Reid, have you heard from Lucy?”
    “No. Have you?”
    A tense heartbeat passed. “No. I’ve left several messages but she hasn’t returned my calls.”
    Worry knotted his belly. Sophie sounded anxious, not a good sign. “I’m at her apartment now,” Reid admitted. “I dropped by the house to surprise her with a Christmas tree when she returned, but she’s not here. Although it looks like she has been.”
    “What are you talking about?” Sophie said.
    “The kitchen stove was warm, and Lucy’s underwear is strewn all over her bed. There are two wine glasses by the bathtub with a bubble bath waiting, too. A fresh bubble bath.”
    “Are you sure?” Sophie asked.
    Reid scrubbed a hand over his chin. “I’m not making this up. It looks like she’s been entertaining. There are damn flower petals floating in the bath water.”
    “I don’t understand,” Sophie said. “Lucy wouldn’t cheat on you, Reid.”
    What other explanation could there be?
    Sophie’s soft sigh echoed back. “Maybe she let a friend stay at her apartment.”
    Reid considered that possibility. “I suppose she could have, but there isn’t a car here.” He walked through the room, checked the bathroom, then looked inside the closet. Shoes were scattered on the floor.
    Odd. Lucy prided herself on her shoes and kept them in the shoeboxes or the little gloved cases the boutiques wrapped them in as if they were gold.
    His gaze scanned the closet again. A pair of black lace panties lay on the floor, torn in the crotch.
    “Reid?” Sophie asked.
    “I don’t see a suitcase. If a friend is staying here, wouldn’t they have brought an overnight bag?”
    “Probably,” Sophie said, sounding worried.
    “And Lucy’s closet…it’s a wreck. Her shoes are everywhere.”
    “You’re right. Something’s wrong,” Sophie said. “Let me call you back in a second. I’ll call her agent and see where she’s staying.”
    Reid breathed deeply. “Good. I’ll feel better if I know she’s safe.”
    Because if she wasn’t