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who turned your world upside down with his masterful caresses and his huge—”
    “Lana!”
    Thankfully, her friend shut up. She peeked around, hoping no one had heard Lana’s outburst. From the looks she received, it was a safe bet they’d heard. Damn actors. Always with the carrying voices.
    Lana Kanseah was an actress. One who’d come back to McKingley to live instead of residing in Beverly Hills. She was of the Chiricahua tribe. They’d been friends for a long time and when Harmony had told her she was leaving Japan, Lana had told her to come here to McKingley. So she had.
    “What about him?”
    She fiddled with the knife. “I saw him yesterday.”
    “So you’re tired?” Lana asked with an impish twinkle in her eyes.
    “You are such a bitch.”
    “True enough. Now dish.”
    So she did. Right up to driving his car for him back to his place. She even mentioned the huge piano he had downstairs in his condominium. Lana was leaning close by now.
    “He let you drive his car?”
    “I don’t think he wanted to continue spreading mud all over. He was filthy. Filthy. And, Lana, it was so funny. He’s like a clean freak and to see him like that… I wanted to laugh so hard.”
    “I don’t care how dirty he was. This man let you drive his car. That is something. Now, did you join him in the shower?”
    “Of course not!” Thought about it, though.
    “Why not? You two have already done it.”
    “It’s different now.”
    Lana scoffed and sent her a scowl. “How so?”
    “My entire apartment could fit in the downstairs of his condo. He drives a car that starts at over a hundred and fifty Gs. Oh yeah, and his name is Jonathon Wright.”
    Lana was at a loss for words. For once. Her mouth moved but nothing came out. With a sigh, Harmony turned her attention back out of the window and stared at nothing, waiting for Lana’s speech to return.
    “Why the hell didn’t you say this to begin with?” she demanded.
    “Was his name really that important? I mean, I thought the fact I’d had a one-night stand would have trumped that.”
    “Well yes, but… Damn it, do you know who he is?”
    “Yes. I’m the one who told you.” She frowned as a silver Mercedes coupé pulled up to the door across the street. It was very familiar to her. In fact, she’d bet it was his. “Why?”
    “The Wright family is one of the families equated with McKingley. Rich. And Jonathon made a name for himself right out of law school when he took on a case for his sister. No one thought he would win it, but he did and… Well, I don’t know what he got for her, settlement-wise, because it wasn’t made public, but since then, Christ, he’s been known as a man of ice. And you…get him in bed at an auction. I hate you.”
    That all bore more thought but the door was being opened. “I think he’s here, Lana. That’s his car, across the street. That’s the one I drove last night.”
    It wasn’t a tall, strong man who exited the Mercedes. Not even close. This was a beautiful woman and Harmony felt a punch to the gut sitting there staring at her. The one emerging from the vehicle was tall with long legs and amazing curves. She had on a floor-length, strapless, steel-grey dress. It looked like beadwork was on the breast and one swathe near her waist, making it asymmetrical. She was gorgeous. The woman’s honey-blonde hair, arranged in an elegant coiffure, only added to her looks. The dress even had a slight train to it. Classic Hollywood style with the train and lace-up bodice.
    “Who’s that?” Lana asked.
    “I… I don’t know.” She felt ill, knowing she’d been lusting after a married man. This had to be his wife. How could I not have known? And why did I fall for his lines a second time? I almost went to bed with him again.
    “Hey now, don’t jump to conclusions,” Lana said. “Maybe it’s not his car.”
    “Right, there are tons of cars like that floating around here. I mean, I see at least five to ten a day.”
    Lana