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into the cottage. At the door,
she kissed him again—hot and wet, intense— making it easy to lose
himself to the feel. But when they pushed inside, instantly the hairs
on the nape of his neck rose.

Gwen glanced around, taking in the small space. "How quaint," she said,
her voice filled with invitation.

He didn't respond. His eyes narrowed. But then Gwen kissed him one more
time, her hands going to
just the right places.

"Where can I change?"

He pointed to the bathroom door that stood adjacent to the bedroom. She
took her small overnight suitcase, blew him a kiss, then disappeared.

The light burned low in the tiny galley kitchen. The ruffled drapes
were pulled closed over the window. He didn't remember leaving the
light on or closing the curtains. And just when his mind assimilated
the small pot of tea and two cups sitting on the table, someone said,
"Surprise."

Jesse whirled around and found Katie standing in the bedroom doorway.
She wore a pair of shorts and
a T-shirt, her dark curls pulled up in a ponytail. Her pearl white
teeth sank nervously into her lower lip, and she held a photo album
close to her chest. She looked beautiful in an ethereal way.

Katie. Little Katie Bloom.

Time seemed to stand still, his thoughts momentarily frozen by the
sight of her.

"I brought you some tea," she said, a wry, nervous smile tugging at her
full lips. "And I pulled out some old pictures that I keep stored in
the chest by the bed in there. I haven't looked at them in ages. I
thought it might be fun."

The world faded away as he stared at her, his gaze traveling along her
body, taking her in. Even wearing shorts and a T-shirt she looked
amazing and wonderful— innocent and pure—everything that he wasn't.
Everything a woman like Gwen was not.

Gwen.

Hell.

Katie's lips parted and she walked toward him. She opened the album and
extended it. But just when
she started to point out a picture of him dressed as Superman when he
was nine, he snapped the book shut. "You've got to go."

"Go? But I thought we could talk and look at photos ... maybe even
dance one more dance."

"You and me?"

"Well." Embarrassment seared through her. "I just thought... at Bobby's
Place ..."

"Hell."

But then something clattered beyond the closed bathroom door. Kate
stood very still as she tried to
understand the expression on Jesse's face, not to mention the noise
coming from the bathroom.
"What was that?"

"Really, Katie," he said with determined command, "you need to leave."

She was barely aware of Jesse taking her arm. But before he could
escort her to the door, a woman appeared.

"Tada! What do you think?"

Kate's mind ground to a jarring, stomach-churning halt. She staggered
back a few steps and would have staggered farther if Jesse hadn't been
holding her arm. A woman she had never seen before stood in the
doorway, the light behind her making it clear that underneath the sheer
excuse for a nightgown she
wasn't wearing a thing.

The woman was all but naked!

Kate gasped.

"Who are you?" the women demanded in unison. Then they turned to the
only man in the room.

He dropped Kate's arm and gave a world-weary sigh. "Katie, this is
Gwen, my publicist. Gwen, this is Katie, my ... ah, host?"

"Jesse, how could you?" both women demanded.

"Me?" he asked, practically choking on the word. "I didn't invite
either one of you here. I was minding my own business, then you"—he
pointed at Kate—"show up and want to serve me tea."

Kate's mouth dropped open. Gwen smirked.

Jesse focused on the publicist. "While you fly into town without so
much as a word to me and want to serve me ... yourself."

This time it was Gwen's mouth that dropped open.

Kate was mortified, though mostly because she wondered how she could
have thought that a cup of
hot tea and a walk down memory lane would in any way compare to the
naked likes of women such
as this ... this ... other woman.

She had offered him tea!

Kate wondered dismally if she could be any more of