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over the conveyor belt, and do him right there behind the x-ray machine.
    Resisting the urge to cross her arms over her chest beneath the lascivious leer of the grinning guard, Jenna lied while grabbing her belongings as quickly as she could without looking like a terrorist fleeing security. “Actually, I don’t wear any jewelry when I travel, and I’m not exactly single. I left my engagement ring at home. I’m on my way to meet up with my fiancé. He’s a rodeo cowboy and he’s entered in a bull riding competition this week in Tulsa, Oklahoma.”
    Always throw a few real facts in with your lies to make them more believable.
    Good thing Jenna was a writer and could come up with these ridiculous stories on the spot. Creativity came in handy at the oddest times. If this guy, by some strange twist of fate, was a rodeo fan and asked her which bull rider was her fiancé, she was totally screwed. Maybe she hadn’t thought this out too well. Though, by the looks of him, he was not a rodeo fan.
    It seemed as if threats of the unnamed though possibly large and menacing, bull riding cowboy fiancé a thousand miles away weren’t going to deter the guard’s advances. In spite of the growing number of travelers waiting impatiently on line behind her, he was still not letting her go. Thankfully, Jenna’s cell phone rang.
    “That’s my fiancé now. I have to get this. Gotta go.” Jenna forced a smile and struggled to locate her phone in the outside pocket of her bag while she padded as quickly as possible away from the security checkpoint Barefoot still, she made her way to a chair around the corner and out of his line of sight to put her jacket and shoes back on as Astrid’s voice came through the phone.
    “How’s the trip so far?”
    Jenna groaned. “I just this minute got through security. And I’m telling you right now, next flight I’m going to wear the wedding band my grandmother left me in her will because apparently single women are fair game for being hit on by the TSA.”
    “Jenna! You got picked up at security? Sometimes I really hate you. Do you know that?”
    “Astrid, are you insane?” Jenna still couldn’t shake the sense of being violated from the encounter with the slime bag agent and Astrid was jealous?
    Finally fully covered and feeling a bit more sheltered and more than relieved that the stripping portion of the trip was over, at least for this leg of the journey, Jenna glanced up at the gate numbers and started the walk to hers. Locating her gate not too far down the row, Jenna settled into an empty vinyl chair for the hour plus wait until her flight boarded.
    Still sounding unhappy, Astrid went on anyway. “Whatever. Did Tim from the other night call you?”
    Given that Jenna had, unbeknownst to Astrid, given him a fake phone number the answer to that question was easy. Pulling her laptop out of her carry-on, Jenna prayed for wireless Internet so she could check her email while she answered Astrid with as much innocence as she could muster. “No. Did…um, what’s his name call you?”
    “Jeremy. And no.” Astrid let out a big sigh.
    “Don’t tell me you liked him,” Jenna accused.
    “Yeah, kinda. Why?”
    “Why?” The man hadn’t been able to keep his eyes off of Jenna’s boobs and butt and he was supposed to be Astrid’s date, that’s why. But Jenna couldn’t exactly tell her friend that so she threw out her next best piece of ammunition. “For one thing, Jeremy pretty much came right out and suggested the four of us go back to his place and have some fun .”
    “So?”
    “So, I don’t think he was suggesting we play Scrabble. Astrid, they were looking for some sort of swinging, group sex, orgy thing!” Jenna lowered her voice as she noticed the dark-suited businessman seated across from her seem a bit too interested in the conversation.
    “No. I don’t think so.” Astrid hesitated for a second. “You think?”
    “Uh, yeah, I do. And besides that, there is no way the