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bathroom and their conversation halted. When the women left, and they were once again the only ones in the bathroom, Bella sighed.
    Ivy leaned her head back against the bathroom wall, regretting having let Bella talk her into coming to this after work party. She was the exact opposite of Ivy. Where Ivy was cautious, Bella forged ahead without a concern for her own safety.
    “Are we going to hide in here all night long? It is a bathroom.”
    Ivy scowled at her friend. “I’m not hiding.”
    “Good,” Bella gave her a pensive glance. “Then I think it’s time you get some experience with a real guy.”
    “What do you mean by that? I have been dating.”
    Bella grabbed her hand and pulled her back out into the bar. “Yes, those wimpy losers you can give orders to and they let you be in charge. It’s about time you got laid by a real guy.”
    Ivy protested. “I don’t need or want to get laid. And especially not by him.” Yes, I want.
    Bella didn’t bother to answer and Ivy felt like a lamb led to the slaughter, wondering how in the world she’d ended up BFF with Bella. The only thing they had in common was their love of the law. They’d studied together at Columbia Law School and had been roommates since their graduation and passing of the bar exam.
    Her friend worked in the legal department of the famous fashion magazine Fashion Now , owned by the goddess of the fashion industry Sara Newsom. Bella had the looks to be a model herself and she loved to flirt, her sassy personality blending perfectly with her love of being seen out and about the city.
    She made a beeline for the table where Terrence and Grant were still sitting, tossing her gorgeous braids over her shoulder and cocking her head when the guys turned to look at her and Ivy.
    Bella placed a seductive smile on her curved lips painted with apricot colored lip gloss that matched her caramel brown skin. Her eyeshadow was in the same apricot color and plenty of black mascara made her eyelashes appear even longer and thicker. She definitely was a looker and men couldn’t resist her.
    Ivy watched in awe as she transformed from best friend to man slaying vamp in mere seconds. She swayed her hips and batted her eyes at the two men. “Hi. I’m Bella and this is Ivy. Do you mind if we join you guys?”
    Grant laughed. “Grant. Be my guest. I’m already taken, but my brother Terrence here is available. Do your best, sweetheart.”
    They’re brothers? Ivy looked at them. They resembled each other, had the same huge frame and impressive presence, but while Grant had brown eyes, Ter’s emerald green eyes were unique. The moment she felt them upon her, her skin tightened up, uncomfortable and thrilled at once to be the object of his scrutiny. When his eyes captured hers, she almost drowned in the depth of them. This was dangerous territory and she cast her eyes down, out of fear of not being able to resist his attraction one moment longer.
    She felt – and probably looked – like a picture of misery, uncomfortable in her own skin, trying to avoid having to look at, or speak to, Ter. His nearness made her insides tremble and she cursed Bella for dragging her into this situation.
    Before she could think of a way out, a firm hand pushed her forward, placing her next to Ter’s side of the table while Bella scooted around behind her and blocked her escape. There was no way to extricate herself from the situation without being rude or looking foolish.
    For the life of her, Ivy couldn’t open her mouth. How was she supposed to form a coherent thought when his presence made her brain cells go to mush?
    Ter kept his eyes trained on her while he absentmindedly engaged Bella in a conversation. “Bella, that’s a beautiful name.”
    “Thanks.”
    “What do you do?”
    “I’m a lawyer at a fashion magazine. How about you? Ivy says you’re a rock star?”
    He inclined his head. “Rock star? Sounds much nicer than my brother’s description.”
    Bella grinned.