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    The following few minutes blurred as the other couples and losing bachelors gathered onstage to throw kisses to the crowd. As the music wound down, chaos descended. Maddie and a number of production assistants rushed onstage to meet the bachelor and congratulate Sophie and the other couples, all chattering noisily and shrieking over the upcoming romantic excursions.
    "Oh, my God, I can't believe we're going on a cruise," one of the women tittered.
    "And I'm flying to Paris." The second woman moaned. "My dream."
    Rory shook his hand, this time so hard Lance ground his molars. "Sorry you had to lose, man. I could give you some tips if you want."
    "He could definitely use some pointers." Maddie inched up beside him. "My brother seems to be striking out with women all the time."
    He struck out on purpose. Maddie knew that, didn't she? Lance narrowed his eyes at her while two cameramen pulled Rory to the side to sign autographs.
    For cripes' sake, if he'd wanted to win the date, he could have. He knew how to be romantic.
    "What answer persuaded you to pick Rory?" Maddie asked Sophie.
    Sophie tilted her delectable little head in thought. "The negligee. I love sexy red underwear."
    Oh, good Lord. Did she have to plant that mental picture? Besides, Sophie didn't need a skimpy see-through negligee for her to be sexy; she could seduce a man wearing a damn feedsack.
    "What do you think about the consolation prize for the losers?" Sophie asked.
    He was not a loser. "I'm not much for those singles clubs."
    "Too bad you didn't win the date," Maddie said with an evil twinge to her voice.
    "Listen, girls," Lance said, deciding to fess up. "I overheard you talking backstage and realized this was a setup, so I threw the game on purpose."
    Sophie's dark eyebrow arched. "Really?"
    "Face it," Maddie said. "You don't have a romantic bone in your body."
    "Rory beat you fair and square," Sophie added. "Besides, bachelor number one was my next choice. You were dead last in the running."
    Her words sank in, along with an image of her wearing that sexy red negligee for Wolfman. Lance had been last on her list? "Look, Sophie, I was just joking around. But you should be careful of this guy—"
    "I don't need your advice on my love life," Sophie said.
    Maddie thumped her foot up and down. "I can't believe you're being a sore loser, Lance."
    His temper flared. "I lost on purpose."
    Maddie rolled her eyes. "Right."
    "Because you didn't want to go out with me." Sophie jabbed his chest with her finger for emphasis, but hurt softened her voice. "Don't worry, Lance; you didn't need to throw the game. I wouldn't go out with you if you were the last man on earth."
    * * *
    "The last man on earth?" Reid Summers laughed over the jukebox strains of country music blaring through Smoky Sam's. "She really said that?"
    Chase tightened his hand around his beer mug. "Hell, yes, can you believe it? After she practically begged me to go on the show."
    "Maybe she planned to turn you down all the time and she wanted to embarrass you on TV."
    "That would be cruel."
    Reid wiggled his eyebrows. "I bet she could be wicked."
    Lance didn't like the look of lust in his brother's eyes. Reid would flirt with anything in a skirt, morals be damned. He'd always been fun-loving and cocky, but at least he kept Lance sane by not letting him get too serious about anything. Especially a woman.
    "Besides, what are you so pissed about? I thought you didn't like Sophie."
    "I... I never said I didn't like her."
    "But you don't think she's attractive?"
    Attractive? Sophie was a sex goddess. "Uh, I never said that. Exactly."
    Reid grabbed a handful of peanuts from the bowl on the bar. "I'm not following, bro. You like her and you think she's attractive, but you don't want to date her?"
    "No. Yes." Lance turned up his beer and drank greedily, trying to make sense of his reaction when none of it made sense to