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when Charlie is on the prowl. How many times have I told you girls that?” She glanced around the four-member Lonely Hearts Club.
    â€œAt least a million,” Anna droned.
    â€œExactly.” Nicole crossed her arms and glared at her best friend. “I knew this was going to happen. I swear Charlie has like this radar whenever a beautiful new woman moves into this city. Hell, I’m surprised it took him nine months to find her.”
    The other women snickered at the joke, which only encouraged Nicole to stay perched atop her soapbox. “Wake up, Anna, your sister is exactly Charlie’s type, and he’ll be all over her like white on rice.”
    Jade, one of the founding members of the group frowned. “What’s Charlie’s type?”
    â€œAnything with breasts and a pulse,” Nicole shot back.
    â€œDamn. I better hide Sasha, too.” Anna bent down and picked up her orange-and-yellow tabby cat that kept mewing at her ankles.
    â€œShe’s telling the truth,” said Emmadonna, a plus-size beauty with a mountainous chip on her shoulder, nodding in agreement. “I met the famous dog at a club a couple of years back, thinking I was safe since he spent half the night dancing with the same old anorexic-looking chicks until he brushed up on me.”
    â€œOoh?” the other women chorused.
    â€œNext thing I know, he was all up in my ear, saying only a dog wants to play with some bones.”
    The women laughed.
    â€œGirl, I played it cool for about two minutes before I jumped him and showed him how us big girls worked it out. Nahwhatimean?” She held up her hands and received a train of high fives while the room filled with new squeals of laughter.
    â€œIf you didn’t see the devil horns and tail then you weren’t looking hard enough,” Nicole said, rolling her eyes.
    â€œOh, I was looking, all right,” Emmadonna said. “All I saw was a tall brother with money, class, sophistication…and if I’m not mistaken, a dash of thug in him. Every girl needs a little thug in their lives.”
    â€œThat man has a trail of broken hearts that stretches halfway around the globe.” Nicole’s hands settled on her thick hips. “Charlie’s a diehard playa, and any woman who thinks she can change him, which is every woman he’s ever come in contact with, is just kidding herself.”
    â€œIncluding you,” Jade said, easing back into the leather couch with a knowing smile.
    â€œYes, including me.” Nicole squared her shoulders. “Of course, I never became a notch on his bedpost. I had a little more sense than that.”
    Anna rolled her eyes and yawned. “Anyone want some more coffee?” She shuffled toward the kitchen. “If I have to wake up, I might as well do it the right way.”
    â€œI could’ve slept with him if I wanted,” Nicole said to Anna’s back.
    â€œI hope you like Folgers.”
    â€œIgnore if you want, but back in college I was considered a fine catch myself,” Nicole reminded her.
    â€œOf course, I think we might have some Taster’s Choice in here,” Anna kept on, unfazed.
    Nicole rolled her eyes. “Folgers is fine.”
    Anna rustled through the cabinets for a few minutes and then fumbled with the coffeemaker. All this talk about Charlie was hitting a little too close for home. She had her own history with the infamous playa and she’d rather just forget the whole incident. She certainly didn’t want to talk about it.
    Nicole glanced down at her watch. “It’s noon. I bet you anything, Charlie is lying next to some chick right now trying to figure out the best way to get her out of there.”
    â€œOkay, now you’re creepin’ me out.” Anna hit the Brew button. “You know just a little too much about the man’s modus operandi.”
    â€œAll playas have the same M.O. Hit and run.”
    â€œI still say