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you are going to send his parents a bill for the wedding.”
    Katy gasped. “Maybe Stanley and Becky, but not his parents!”
    “No way. His parents are filthy rich and worried about impressions. You got the shaft and they’ll be anxious to make certain you don’t pay for their son’s cruel indiscretion, lest you tell someone important like…Dear Abby. Oprah, even. The whole matter sounds very Jerry Springer to me. That’ll hit Stanley’s parents where they panic, and they’ll certainly cough up what you’re owed.”
    Katy flushed, hating the humiliation she’d suffered that day. “I want to keep it quiet. Forget about it. Move on.”
    “You are not as confident as you could be, Katy,” Hannah said softly. “And under the circumstances, I understand. But by the time I’m finished with you, confidence will radiate from you!”
    She wondered what Laredo saw radiating from her. Messy ponytail and no lipstick—probably all he saw was a dull aura. “Okay, do your darnedest. I guess.”
    Hannah lifted Katy’s ponytail and ran it through her hand; Katy could practically hear her friend’s creative brain whirring away.
    Sighing, she reminded herself that she’d come to work at the Lonely Hearts Salon for just this reason. She needed the emotional support of women to help her get over her deepest fear: that she was sexually dysfunctional. Truth was, it hadn’t been all that hard to keep her virginity. She had never felt a point-of-no-return reason to surrender it. But her best friend was talking about men as if they were as easy to pick as a dessert from a menu, and for Katy that would never be the case. It would take a kind and gentle man eons to teach her any differently. “I’m like Rapunzel. Locked in my own ivory tower.”
    “I think you should experiment on Laredo Jefferson, Katy. I believe romancing that man couldknock a few bricks out of your tower. Rattle the foundation a bit.”
    Katy shook her head. “The last person who could ever save me from myself would be the freewheeling Laredo Jefferson. I’ve been to his home at the Malfunction Junction Ranch, and his family is wild and woolly. Fun, but too much for a girl like me.” She shrugged. “Anyway, someone once told me that an ivory tower is really a phallic symbol—in Laredo’s case, I’d believe it! And right now, this is just a stop on his eastward hunt for adventure, so I’d never dream of allowing him to scale my walls. Even if he wanted to.”
    “See, there you go again. If. Of course he does!”
    “Do you really think so?” Katy asked doubtfully.
    “A man does not agree to ride a bull unless he’s fairly sure there’s a helluva prize waiting for him once he’s hit the dirt, honey.”
    Katy straightened. “I don’t think of myself in those terms.”
    “Wait till I’m done with you. You’ll be thinking Scarlet O’Hara by Saturday. I promise.”
    “Scarlet O’Hara was a flirt, a maneater,” Katy protested.
    “Exactly.”
     
    “Y OU’RE DOING WHAT ?” Mason shouted in Laredo’s ear over the phone. “Have you clean lost your mind?”
    Laredo pictured Katy’s concerned face. “Not lostit, just temporarily misplaced it, maybe. Mason, I need some tips.”
    “You want a phone course in killing yourself by stupidity.”
    “Someone has to do this, and it’s going to be me.”
    “Obviously,” Mason muttered. “This is not what I thought you meant when you said you were heading back east for adventure. You’ve barely left the county!”
    “You know what they say about one’s own backyard.”
    “Oh, hell.” There was an audible sigh from the other end of the line. “I guess I’ll send Tex over with the gear you’re going to need.”
    “Tex won’t want to be torn away from his roses right now,” Laredo warned. “He’s right in the middle of preparing for the oncoming spring season.”
    “I’ll hire Martha Stewart to baby-sit his buds,” Mason growled. “In the meantime, Tex can come out there and share