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    Aidan was just about to grab his own slice when there was a knock on the door. “Are you expecting anyone?”
    Jerry shook his head. Aidan disappeared. I heard him vigorously swear once he opened the door. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”
    “Is she here?”
    I froze when I heard the voice. Griffin.
    “No, she’s not,” Aidan said. “I told you at the restaurant that I didn’t want to ever see you again. You need to stay away from my sister.”
    “Is she in there?”
    “No.”
    “I think she is.”
    “She’s not.”
    “Just … let me see her.”
    “Where’s your other girlfriend?” Aidan asked. “Why don’t you go and bother her? No one here wants to see you, Detective Dinglefritz.”
    The sounds of scuffling assailed my ears, and Jerry straightened to try to peer around the wall that separated the living room from the entryway. “Do you think they’ll take their shirts off and wrestle?”
    I rolled my eyes. After a few moments, Griffin pushed into the living room. His hair was disheveled, and he pulled up short when he saw me sitting on the couch. He scanned the room quickly, taking in my pajamas and bedhead, and then pasted an apologetic smile on his face. “Well, I’m glad to see you’re not doing anything destructive.”
    Aidan appeared at Griffin’s back, his face murderous. “Don’t talk to her. You’ve done enough.”
    “Mind your own business,” Griffin shot back. “Aisling, I want to talk to you.”
    “We’re watching The Golden Girls ,” I said, forcing my face to the television.
    “And then we’re doing mud masks and deep conditioning,” Jerry added.
    Griffin pursed his lips. I had the distinct impression he was trying to stop himself from laughing. I didn’t find the situation particularly funny.
    “So, you didn’t stick around for lunch earlier,” he said. “I had someone I wanted you to meet.”
    “Yeah, I’m not into threesomes,” I said.
    “Well, that’s good,” Griffin said. “I don’t think my sister is either.”
    I stiffened. “What?”
    “Oh,” Jerry said, his face relaxing. “That was your sister. See, I knew he couldn’t really be a bad man.”
    “Maya,” Griffin confirmed. “She’s a doctor at Presbyterian Hospital. That was a convenient place for us to meet for lunch. I haven’t had a chance to see her in a few weeks and when I texted her that I was done with my assignment, she wanted to have lunch.”
    “Oh, he’s making that up,” Aidan protested.
    “Why would I make it up?” Griffin asked.
    “Because you got caught.” Aidan crossed his arms across his chest petulantly.
    I was confused. Part of me wanted to believe him. The other part wanted to kick him in his special place.
    “How come you didn’t tell Aisling you were done with your assignment?” Jerry asked.
    That was a very good question. I tilted my chin and watched Griffin, curious about his answer.
    “Because I was planning on surprising her with a bottle of wine and dinner tonight,” Griffin replied. “I didn’t expect to just run into you at a Middle Eastern restaurant in the middle of nowhere.”
    Aidan bumped shoulders with Griffin as he pushed around him and sat back down on the couch. “Don’t believe him,” he said.
    “You’re starting to piss me off,” Griffin said, extending his finger in Aidan’s direction. “This has nothing to do with you.”
    “Oh, right, my sister getting her heart broken has nothing to do with me,” Aidan said.
    “I didn’t have my heart broken,” I mumbled.
    “You spent the whole afternoon in bed, and Jerry could only lure you out of your bedroom with The Golden Girls and pizza,” Aidan countered.
    “Well, that explains the outfit,” Griffin said.
    “And the hair,” Jerry said, running his hands over my head to smooth the snarls.
    Griffin smiled. He could tell I was still leery, but he didn’t appear to be going anywhere. He shrugged out of his coat and dropped it on the chair by the table. “Is there enough