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reached for her hand and squeezed it, offering silent strength. “Well, you want to go see who she is?”
    That brought a wry chuckle from her. Leave it to Lana to run at things head-on. “No thanks.”
    “For what it’s worth, hon, I’ve never heard of him being married. He’s always been one of the most eligible bachelors in McKingley and around. Possibly in the Southwest.”
    “Great, so it’s not his wife but his girlfriend.” She reached for a breadstick. “That makes me feel so much better.”
    “I’ve lived here longer than you have, Harmony. Honestly, I’ve never heard things like that with him. There are a few Wrights that kind of behaviour is linked to, but not him.”
    Her shoulders lifted in a careless shrug. “And he asked me why it was a bad idea we shouldn’t see each other again. Guess it didn’t take him too long to get over that.” Bitterness coated her words.
    Lana didn’t comment, she just sat there. With a groan, Harmony pushed all thoughts of Jonathon Wright to the back of her mind and focused on her friend. Even so, for the rest of the dinner, she couldn’t help but wonder. Who was that woman? Moreover, what did she mean to Jonathon? More importantly, why did it matter to her?
    “Are you sure you’re okay, Harmony?” Lana questioned as they left the restaurant.
    “I’m fine, just tired is all.” She climbed in Lana’s car and buckled her seatbelt.
    “Get some rest, hon. I’m starting to worry. You’re beginning to look frail.” Lana drove her home, music the only sound in the car. Once Lana had parked in front of her apartment building, she turned to her. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Thanks again for agreeing to help us out.”
    “My pleasure,” she said sliding out of the car. “Night, Lana.”
    “G’night, hon. Sleep!” she hollered after her.
    Harmony acknowledged her yell with a wave but didn’t turn back. She rubbed the back of her neck and groaned tiredly. She trudged up the stairs to her fourth floor apartment, wishing there was an elevator for days like this. Rooting for her keys, she sighed.
    I want to go home. Her stomach was already in knots at the prospect of playing for Lana’s drama club.
    Get a grip, Oshiro!
    It didn’t help that her hands were shaking when she managed to locate and withdraw her keys. She stumbled slightly and reached for the wall to brace herself. Her hand never encountered it. Strong arms encircled her, ensuring she stayed on her feet.
    One whiff and she knew immediately who held her. Jonathon. He had this amazing masculine scent about him. What is he doing here?
    “Easy there,” he murmured.
    Lord help her, she wanted to let her legs give out so he’d just hold her. Digging deep, she forced steel into her limbs and stood on her own. “What are you doing here?” she asked, not really sure she wanted to know.
    “I came to see you. I told you yesterday, Harmony, I wanted to see you again.” He plucked her keys from her hand and fitted them into the lock on her door. Then he swung the door open and led her in.
    “How did you know my apartment?”
    “Your name is on the mailbox for this one. I’ve been waiting for you for a few hours. Where have you been?”
    The click of the door behind them made her realise just how alone she was with him. He guided her to a chair and pressed her into it before leaving her alone. Moments later, he showed up with a glass of water.
    “Are you okay, Harmony?”
    “I’m fine,” she bit off. “What do you want?”
    He glanced around her small yet clean apartment before he sat down in the chair nearest her. “Have I done something to offend you?”
    “Why?”
    “Your tone is angry.”
    “I don’t like being played for a fool.”
    He narrowed his gaze. “Explain.” The word fell like ice.
    “I saw your car tonight at Bella’s. A beautiful woman got out. Do you have a wife or girlfriend you didn’t happen to mention? Because I will not be another woman for any man!”
    “Bella’s? I