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notes hidden in her clothes or car after leaving him. Once he’d programmed a message to appear on her phone’s main screen and another time he’d found her laptop in her car and set a message to pop up like an error message. Only it had said how much he’d enjoyed their time together. It too had been signed “ Yours” . She’d never figured out how he pulled them off. He claimed outrageousness kept people guessing and that wasn’t always a bad thing.
    “Are you going to go to him?”
    Misty’s laughing question pulled Lori back to the present to find her friend swiveling her chair left and right with a sex-me-up smirk cocking her cherry-glossed lips for the benefit of the delivery men. One of them would surely take her up on the offer before they left. They’d also believe she was as shallow as she played.
    “Of course you will,” Misty went on. “No one else could thrill you and hurt you all at once and without appearing.”
    Lori pulled her hand away from the gift. “I am neither thrilled not hurt by Trevor.”
    “Says the woman wiping the grin off her face and trying to mask the upset in her eyes because she stupidly believes the man she loves is marrying someone else.”
    “I do not love him.” Can’t. “If I’m upset, it’s thanks to my business partner’s disregard for his fiancée.”
    “Doubtful.”
    Lori slitted her eyes at Misty. It was a look she had mastered in her former life, a look that always got her the truth. “What is that supposed to mean?”
    “Simply put, it means I’m not sure I believe you. In fact, I know I don’t. Which delivery guy do you think I should ask out?” she asked in a rapid and hushed sidebar as the two guys headed out again.
    Lori opened her mouth with defenses dancing on her tongue. Misty raised a single finger, effectively silencing her.
    “Never mind on all counts. I know you’ve had a rough, hell, a downright shitty life until recently. I’ve known you longer than anyone. Long enough to have an idea of what happened in the job you had, the job that almost killed you. I accept you have secrets you’ll never share.”
    “But?” She didn’t want to think about what Misty had gleaned, so she zeroed in on the moment and what Misty would say next. Misty never let an argument go when she thought she was right. There’d be no stopping her now that she’d started.
    “But I’m not as dense as you try to pretend.” Misty rubbed the rat’s raised paws before twining one of the many ribbons around the same finger she’d shushed Lori with. “Trevor is more than your business partner.”
    “No.”
    “He’s the man you were falling in love with a few months ago.”
    “You’re wrong.” They hadn’t talked about what had happened, about Lori being held captive and tortured on a mission, but Misty’s word choice suggested she knew more than Lori had divulged.
    “He’s the man who knows you well enough to know a traditional bouquet of flowers wouldn’t impact you.”
    “You spin pretty tales.”
    “He’s the man helping to make your dreams come true.”
    “It’s business.” She wouldn’t buy her own arguments if she stitched them in hidden seams of satin and tulle.
    “Not entirely on his part.” Misty stood and set a balloon to dancing with a thump. The others instantly joined in. “But you keep lying to yourself if it helps.”
    “He’s asked me to plan his wedding. If he has any feelings for me or his fiancée he won’t send me anything else.”
    “A point I’m sure you’ll make clear. Just know which side of it you’re hoping is true before you blast him.” Misty sauntered out with her parting shot hanging in the air.
    Lori’s heart sped as her blood hammered faster and faster and faster. Misty was right. It was time to set Trevor Masters straight.
     
     
    “He asked not to be disturbed.”
    Trevor glanced up from his computer, eavesdropped on Gina in the outer office. He’d intended to shower off the week of travel, but had