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you see what a catch I am.”
    Her eyes wandered to his lips and she briefly imagined the kiss he could offer. “If
     you’re such a catch, you can have any woman. You don’t need to chase me.”
    “It’s not a chase, but a challenge.”
    His words sounded like a promise he intended to fulfill. Her blood warmed and her
     heart bumped heavily against her ribs. He was all wrong for her, but every time he
     got close, her body didn’t seem to care. Why did he keep flirting with her?
    A throat cleared next to them and they both straightened. Kate stood beside the booth.
     “Hi. Am I interrupting?”
    Ryan stood. “Not at all. I was just leaving.” He extended his hand. “Good to see you
     again . . .”
    “Kate,” she supplied, taking his hand.
    Ryan returned the chair to its proper table and disappeared from Quinn’s sight.
    Kate sat next to her. “Earth to Quinn.”
    “Huh?”
    “What was that?”
    “I’m not sure.” Confusion coated her senses. During her brief conversation with Ryan,
     she’d felt encased in a bubble where everything else ceased to exist. It was disconcerting,
     to say the least. She scooted around the curve of the table to let Kate have a seat.
    Kate’s eyes filled with worry. “Are you okay?”
    Quinn shook her head clear. “Yeah, I’m fine. What do you want to drink?” She waved
     the waitress over. “I think we should go ahead and order dinner now. Indy can order
     when she finally gets here.”
    The waitress strode up to the table and Indy breezed into the booth, out of breath,
     sandwiching Quinn between herself and Kate. “Sorry I’m late,” she mumbled, and turned
     her attention to the waitress. “Hi, Jenna. I’d like a big-ass martini, dirty. I need
     to celebrate.”
    “Do you want to order dinner now?” Quinn asked, trying not to let her irritation show.
    “Sure.” Indy perused the laminated menu while Quinn and Kate placed their orders.
     “I’ll have a salad. Add grilled chicken. No dressing, just lemon slices, please.”
    Jenna left to put in their order and Indy turned to Quinn. “I really am sorry for
     being late. I had a huge call at work. A new client wants me to find him a home. He’s
     looking to spend big—like a million big.”
    Quinn choked on her pop. “A million? How does anyone have that kind of money to spend
     in this market?”
    “I don’t know. But you can understand why I spent extra time talking to him.”
    “Congratulations.” At least Indy had a legitimate reason for being late.
    “Exciting,” Kate added.
    “Hold the congrats until I actually make the sale.” Indy sipped the martini Jenna
     deposited in front of her. She dug through her giant purse and produced a sheet of
     paper. “On to tonight’s festivities.”
    “What’s that?” Quinn asked as Indy slid the paper over. A list of thirty sloppily
     numbered ideas stared at her.
    “I polled every woman I could find and they generated a list of things to do on your
     summer off. I know you’ve already done a couple, so you can mark them off. Let’s see
     what’s left.”
    Quinn pulled out a pen and carefully marked the items she’d already done. “I’ve only
     done seven. Pretty sad, huh?”
    Kate offered a sympathetic smile. Indy reached across and grabbed at the page. “More
     than I thought. I bet you’re cheating. Let me see.” She snatched it away before Quinn
     could stop her.
    While Indy scanned the list, Quinn said to Kate, “I’m really excited. There are things
     on the list that sound like a lot of fun.”
    Indy interrupted. “Wait. When have you ever gone skinny-dipping?”
    “Do you have to yell?” Quinn leaned closer. “The summer I was sixteen. Miller’s Pond.”
    Indy smirked. “I don’t think it counts if you were alone in a secluded area.”
    Quinn sneered at her sister. “I wasn’t alone. I was with Toby Miller.”
    “Toby? Eww.”
    “Oh, shut up.” Nothing had happened between her and Toby. He spent the entire summer