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Stephanie grabbed for the doorknob. “Thanks again.”
The door swung shut, and that was it. Honoria Crowder sighed, washed her hands, and headed back to table seven.
“Fascinating,” Bobbi Blum said when Honoria told her the latest details over decaf and wedding cake.
“Interesting,” Honoria corrected.
Bobbi leaned closer. “Wasn’t he just drop-dead gorgeous?”
Honoria opened her mouth and started to correct her there, as well. Drop-dead gorgeous was such a New York kind of phrase. It was overblown. Overdone. Over-dramatic...
But my goodness, it was accurate.
That build. Those eyes. The hair. The face... Honoria’s inborn New England sense of reticence deserted her, and she sighed.
“Drop-dead gorgeous, indeed,” she murmured.
David Chambers surely was.
The wonder of it was that Stephanie Willingham hadn’t seemed to notice.
Stephanie got into her rented Ford, snapped the door locks, and turned on the engine. She checked the traffic in both directions, then pulled out of the parking lot.
She felt badly, leaving this way, never even saying goodbye or thank-you to Annie, but if she’d done either, Annie would have wanted to know why she was leaving so early, and what could she possibly have said?
I’m leaving because there’s a man here who’s been coming on to me.
Oh, yeah. That would have gone over big, considering that Annie had clearly hoped for exactly that to happen.
Stephanie frowned as she approached the on-ramp to the highway. She slowed the car, checked right, then left, and carefully accelerated.
If Annie only knew. If she only had an idea of what had gone on. The way David Chambers had looked at her, as if he wanted to—to—
He’d even said as much! Oh, if Annie only knew. If she knew that he’d told her he wanted to make love to her, that it was what she wanted, too.
Stephanie’s heart did a quick flip-flop.
How dare he?
“How dare he?” she muttered.
She hadn’t wanted any such thing. Never. Not with this—this self-satisfied, smug cowboy or with any other man. She shuddered. Not since Avery—not since her husband had...
Was that the airport exit? Had she missed it? There was a sign, but she’d gone by too fast to read it.
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