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him,” Eros said. “She wants Dion.” Gods help her.
    “I don’t think Dion wants her,” Annie answered. “He seems more interested in…” She stopped for a second. “That pretty girl in the blue suit.”
    “Ariadne. She has too much sense to fall for the likes of Dion.”
    Annie slanted a sideways glance his way. “Are you sure about that?”
    He’d like to think so. But no, he wasn’t. Much as Ari would like to pretend it wasn’t there—and much as she wanted Eros, and everyone else, to believe she couldn’t stand Dion—it was fairly obvious that something was going on between the two of them, or had at some point in time.
    But how did Annie know, when she hadn’t even met his girls?
    “I overheard them talking in the bathroom earlier,” she admitted when he asked, looking sheepish. “They didn’t realize I was there.”
    “You eavesdropped? On Ari?” He almost laughed out loud when he saw the guilt on her face. She must have noticed, because she squared her shoulders.
    “I was there first.”
    “Sure.” Eros got his face under control. “What did they say?”
    “First, you give me a hard time for eavesdropping and now you want me to repeat what I heard?” She smiled at him. “The brunette—Ari—was telling the blonde that she shouldn’t expect anything from Dion. That the most she could expect was a—” She flushed again, but nonetheless threw his words back at him. “A quick fuck and nothing more.”
    “What did Brita say to that?” Not that he couldn’t guess.
    “She said she wanted him anyway.”
    Of course she had. “Where did you get the idea that something’s going on between Ari and Dion?”
    “The way she talked about him,” Annie answered readily. “Her tone of voice. And the way she’s looking at him right now.”
    Eros turned. Brita had joined the group, and she was smiling up at Dion, pawing at her masses of golden hair. He grinned back at her, obviously not averse to flirting with the stunning blonde, and Silenus was watching, a smirk on his face. But Ari’s attention was on Dion, and her pretty face was unguarded, her eyes soft and vulnerable. Until he turned to her, and then she gave him her usual sneer.
    “Right.” Eros turned back to Annie. “Good eye. Have you ever thought about going into matchmaking?”
    “Me?” She laughed. “I can’t even find a man for myself. How am I supposed to find one for anyone else?”
    “My wife left me,” Eros said. “That doesn’t mean I can stop being who I am.”
    She tilted her head. “You could. I mean, there’s no law that says you have to keep running a matchmaking service.”
    Not in her world. But in his, it was who he was, who he’d always be. The Greek god of love who couldn’t keep his wife happy.
    Eros shook his head to dislodge the thought. “Let’s talk about Harry Mitchell.”
    “I don’t see why we should,” Annie protested. “I’m telling you, he isn’t interested in me.”
    “And I’m telling you, you should go talk to him. Brita’s busy with Dion. Harry’s all alone.” His drinking buddies had gone off to toss darts haphazardly at a board in the back, while Harry was left to hold down their corner table and to gaze, moonstruck, at Brita.
    “I don’t know…,” Annie said.
    “C’mon.” Eros gave her his best smile. “What do you have to lose?”
    “My self-respect?”
    “I’m not saying you should go throw yourself at him.” In fact, if there was one thing he didn’t want to see, it was sweet Annie Landon pretending to be a vamp to get Harry Mitchell to take her to bed. “Just go say hi. Remind him who you are. Smile. You have a great smile.”
    “I do?” She smiled, surprised and pleased.
    “Of course.” Everyone had a great smile. Smiles in general were great. Although hers was especially nice. She had a wide mouth, slightly too big for her pert little nose, with plump lips and even, white teeth. “You’re beautiful when you smile.”
    “Really?” She