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gave up firing dirty looks at the patrons who were keeping Tex from her and turned back to Jenna. “So what do you want to do for your birthday next week?”
    Jenna groaned. “Ignore it.”
    “Oh, come on. It’s a milestone. We have to do something.”
    “Thirty-five is not a milestone.” Thirty, yeah, that had been a big one. Forty, God help her, would be even worse. But thirty-five she was willing to ignore. “I’ll be away, anyway. Remember?”
    Astrid wrinkled her nose, but Jenna wasn’t sure if it was related to Tex’s persistent absence from their end of the bar, or over Jenna’s impending trip during her birthday. “Oh, yeah. I’d forgotten. Where are you going again?”
    “A romance writer’s conference in Tulsa, Oklahoma, of all places. What the hell could there possibly be to do in Tulsa when we have a break from the convention stuff? It’s going to be such a bore.” Jenna rolled her eyes.
    Aside from the movie Oklahoma , which she was pretty sure had also been a musical, she knew nothing about the state except that it was in the middle of the country somewhere and she’d have to suffer through the airport security lines to get there.
    “Oh my God! Jenna!” Astrid’s hand clamped down on Jenna’s forearm as she squinted at something over Jenna’s shoulder.
    “What?”
    Astrid was ready to bubble over. “Take a look at the television behind you.”
    Jenna spun around just in time before the station cut to a commercial to see a graphic on the screen advertising— oh my God was right—next week’s bull riding competition in Tulsa . “Holy crap.”
    She turned back as Astrid grinned. “Looks like you just found something to do in Tulsa next week, and you’ll be able to do some in person rodeo cowboy research at the same time.”
    Jenna considered her good fortune. It really was serendipity, but one question remained. “What does one wear at a rodeo?”
    “How about a cowboy?” Astrid’s face shone with an evil grin before she perked up like a dog that had just been shown a bone. “Um, Jen. Don’t be mad, but our dates just arrived.”
    Managing to swallow the sip of her drink she’d just taken instead of choking at that revelation, Jenna set her glass on the bar none too gently and narrowed her eyes at her supposed friend. “What do you mean our dates?”
    “Surprise?” Astrid’s smile wavered a bit at Jenna’s lack of enthusiasm.
    Jenna opened her mouth, about to let Astrid know exactly what she thought of the surprise , when she was frantically shushed.
    “Shh. Listen. I found them on a matchmaking site online and they’re perfect. Just go with it, okay?” Astrid hissed, before swiveling on her stool to face the two smiling men approaching them.
    With a groan Jenna also turned on her barstool, but to face the bar instead of the two unwelcome dates. She raised her nearly empty glass in the air.
    “Another drink please, Tex. Better make it a strong one.” Catching one of the guys checking out her ass perched on the stool, Jenna had a feeling she was going need it.

Chapter Three
    Airport security at Newark Liberty International was worse than she remembered, even worse now than it had been immediately after the 9/11 attacks as new and more ridiculous restrictions on air travelers were instituted daily. No liquids. No shoes. No coats. By the time Jenna got through the metal detector she was barefoot and practically topless, self-consciously wearing nothing but tight sweatpants and a thin, too small t-shirt after having had to remove her zip-up jacket and put it on the conveyor belt along with her shoes and bag.
    The Transportation Security Administration guard, who took much less time studying the x-ray image of her carry-on bag than he did her boobs, asked, “So what’s a pretty girl like you still doing single?”
    He stared pointedly at her ringless finger as if the fact she wasn’t marked as married with a ring meant she was available and would drop her pants, bend