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of her serviette. “I mean, Martin and I were engaged at one time, but once he saw Abbie—”
    She couldn’t finish the sentence.
    Instead of pressing her for details, Dean chuckled.
    That shocked her. “I don’t see what’s so funny.”
    â€œWell, not funny exactly. So your sister had her eye on your fiancé, and now that she has his ring on her finger, she’s worried you might want him back.”
    That was it in a nutshell. It had been six years, but Abbie just couldn’t let it go. It was one of the reasons Jess had moved to Cambridge in the first place, to get away from the constant haranguing and jealous questioning.
    â€œI don’t want him. At all.”
    â€œI can well imagine.”
    Which brought her back to the current dilemma. “I have no idea how to make her believe me.”
    The conversation paused when the waiter brought their food. Curried chicken with rice and vegetables served family style. Before she could lift a finger, Dean had taken her plate and dished up some of the fragrant food. Too bad she didn’t have much of an appetite at the moment.
    Once Dean had served himself, he had no problem picking up where they’d left off. “So you think your sister is going to keep accusing you of trying to steal her husband...aka your ex.”
    Using her fork, she speared a piece of chicken. “She lives in London, so, once she goes back, I’m hoping it’ll die back down. Or that Martin will be able to convince her we’re not communicating behind her back.”
    â€œMmm... I see.” He popped a bite into his mouth and chewed. Swallowed.
    Why was she even telling him any of this? And what was with her watching the man’s throat? It had to be the way that sharp edge of his Adam’s apple dipped, causing her eyes to want to follow it. All the way down to his... She jerked her eyes back to his face.
    Dean continued. “No current love interest to throw her off the trail?”
    â€œNo.” She hurriedly stuffed a piece of food into her mouth, even as she felt her face heat all over again. If he only knew how true those words were, he would think she was a complete washout when it came to the opposite sex.
    In fact, the two of them should not even be having this conversation. She barely knew the man.
    But what she did know of him... He was rumored to have a revolving bedroom door. Women in...women out. Swish, swish, swish turned that door.
    â€œWhat if you did?” he murmured.
    â€œExcuse me?”
    He smiled at that. “You’re not going to turn that cute little glare back on, are you?”
    â€œExcuse... I mean, what?”
    â€œThat’s better.” He set his fork down and reached across to touch his fingers to hers. A shot of electricity arced through her hand and zipped straight up her arm. “I was just sitting here thinking. Maybe you should hand her proof of a conquest or two?”
    It was said with a cheeky air that made her laugh. Not because it was funny, but because he said it as though it weren’t such a stretch to imagine that she might have a long list of failed romances.
    She didn’t. She left things like that to her sister. And to men like Dean.
    â€œI don’t have any conquests.”
    His index finger brushed along hers, sending another shiver through her. “Do you always say exactly what you think, Jessica Black?”
    â€œNo.” Although that wasn’t quite right. She did tend to wear her heart on her sleeve, which was why her sister had always been able to zero in on what Jess wanted out of life—on which boy Jess liked. Then she turned on her million-kilowatt charm and took it for herself.
    â€œOh, I think you do.” The low words curled around her midriff, squeezing the air from her lungs. “But maybe we can use that to our advantage.”
    â€œUm...we?”
    â€œMmm.” He leaned across the table. “How about if we show