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    “Me neither. And I thought this lounge was supposed to be exclusive.”
    As we were getting out of the line, the bouncer approached us. He was a tall, sexy cocoa-brown hunk with long dreads.
    “Excuse me, Ms. Winterfield and Ms. Owens, would you follow me, please?”
    Carmen and I exchanged glances, shrugged our shoulders, and walked behind him.
    “I thought this lounge was exclusive?” Carmen asked him.
    “It is,” he replied, looking back.
    “So what’s with the long line of people?” she asked.
    “One of our regulars gave up his arm and leg to host his birthday party here. Most of them are his guests, while the others are waiting to see if they can get in.”
    The bouncer removed the red velvet rope to allow us entrance into the lounge. He told us to enjoy ourselves and pointed out the waitress, who would usher us to a more private section of the lounge. The waitress was short and skinny and had blonde hair and green eyes. She looked at Carmen and smiled pleasantly but gave me a once-over, narrowed her eyebrows, and gave me a phony smile. We followed her to the designated area.
    “What the hell was that all about?” I asked Carmen.
    “I don’t know. But she better watch her fucking attitude before I give her ass something legitimate to frown at.”
    “This area is reserved for you,” the waitress said, gesturing in a this-is-all-yours motion.
    We sat down and the bitch—I mean, the waitress—handed us a menu and asked if she could start us off with something to drink.
    “I’ll take a Sexual Healing,” I said.
    Carmen giggled and said, “That is truly a fact.”
    “Shut up!” I said, pouting.
    “I’ll have an apple martini,
dirtay
,” Carmen said with a cheerful smile. “Bring her one too; she’s going to need it.”
    “Mmm, dirtay, huh?” Matt said, coming from out of nowhere and surprising the hell out of us, causing Carmen to blush more than usual. Beside Matt stood Mr. Sexy with a big, sexy smile.
    Mmm…how about throwing him in a glass so that I can drink him up? Shit! Stop it, Abigail.
    He still had on his steel-gray custom-tailored Armani Collezioni suit with a crisp solid blue collar and a lovely lined tie with mixtures of blues. Matt had on his same suit with a gray Italian-collar shirt and silver and blue tie. Both men were dressed to the nines.
    I looked at Mr. Sexy and then over at Carmen. She was already fixated on Matt, who had casually taken a seat beside her.
    “The usual?” the waitress asked, blushing and smiling at Mr. Sexy as he sat down beside me.
    Fuck! He smells sooo good.
    “Yes, Lindsay,” he said, looking intensely at me.
    Mmm…he’s roping me in with his amazing eyes.
    “And you, Mr. Harrison, sir?” she asked Matt.
    “The same thing she’s having, but in a brandy glass,” Matt responded, referring to Carmen’s drink.
    The waitress turned quickly with the drink orders and headed to place the orders with the bartender.
    “Matt, what are you doing here?” Carmen asked while I was mesmerized in Mr. Sexy’s eyes.
    “I found out about an hour ago that you would be here and thought you might need some company.”
    Company? Why would Carmen need company if this guy invited her out? What the—
    “Carmen, come with me to the ladies’ room, please,” I said.
    I was going to tell her all that happened earlier between Mr. Sexy and me and apologize to her for having such feelings for someone who had taken interest in her, even though her interest was very much with Matt.
    “Excuse us,” I said to Matt and Mr. Sexy when Carmen and I got up.
    In the ladies’ room, I looked around to make sure no one else was there.
    “What’s up, Abi?” Carmen had a look of confusion.
    “I did something today that wasn’t very unfriend-like of me, and I am so sorry for it,” I began.
    “Abi, what did you do?”
    “Mr. Sexy flirted with me earlier today in the conference room at my office.”
    “Who the hell is Mr. Sexy?” She shook her head and shrugged