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want to be the sweet and innocent virgin like this white piece here, or do you want the red one with holes where the nipples go? I think it comes with crotchless panties too.”
    Deja shook her head. “Number one, I’m nobody’s virgin, okay?”
    Brenda slapped her hand in a high five, and they laughed.
    “Second,” Deja continued, “I’m not sure I’m going to do this.”
    “You’ll do it.” Brenda’s tone held complete confidence. She stuffed a few more pieces into Deja’s hands for her to peruse. “On the off chance you don’t go for it, I will call you crazy, and you’ll have some nice stuff for the next guy.”
    “Like I need this stuff to beat a guy off with a stick. I’m already having to turn them down.”
    Brenda let out a whoop that had heads turning their way in the store. “That’s what I’m talking about. You know you have it, Deja, so you have to flaunt it.”
    Deja hated to correct her. “It’s not that I know I have it. It’s that there just isn’t much competition in this town. Anybody who looks like anything or has any ambition in his life has moved on. Everybody else has to pick through the leftovers.”
    “Well, damn, here I was thinking you had enough self-esteem for all of us, and you go and bust my bubble.”
    Brenda’s pout made Deja crack up. “Oh, my self-esteem is fine. I’m just messing with you. I guess you’ve convinced me. I will take the white and the red and decide when we’re together which one I’m going for.”
    “So you’re definitely doing it?”
    She sighed. “Yes, Brenda, I’m doing it. I’m going to be Heath’s lover.”
    The gasp behind them made both Deja and Brenda spin around to see Candi standing there. Red crept into the woman’s face until Deja thought she would pass out. Her shaped eyebrows stretched almost to her hairline and then crashed low on her forehead. Her wide mouth tightened into a bow, and she curled her manicured nails as if they were claws. Deja put a hand on her hip and waited. Let her try something if she wanted. Before she could say anything, Brenda leaped in front of her, moving faster than Deja gave her credit for. “How you doin’, Candi, honey? I thought you’d be at the diner at this time, what with the late lunch and early dinner crowd coming in.”
    Brenda said crowd , but gathering one wasn’t too hard when the diner where Candi worked happened to be one of two decent places to eat in town. Aside from that, she had to wonder if Candi followed her around the way they bumped into one another. Then again, someone like Candi would know about this place selling racier items. Deja hadn’t given it a second thought in passing, until today.
    “I’m on break, thank you very much,” Candi snapped. She scraped another look over Deja and pivoted on her heel to flounce away. Deja watched her go, knowing full well she’d overheard their conversation. Candi would either redouble her efforts or give up. She got her answer when the woman stopped before a man near the door and put a hand on his chest, casting him an alluring smile and fluttering her lashes. Too far away, Deja couldn’t hear what she said, but knew it would be an invitation to her bed. Deja examined the man and recognized the stranger she’d seen at the burial. She never did ask Heath if he knew him or if he’d approached him to give his condolences, and she knew for a fact he never came to the house. Maybe he was new in town.
    “Hey, Brenda, you know him?” She gestured with a point of her chin, trying to be subtle.
    Her friend turned to look. “Mm, not bad.”
    Not bad where? Does she see that nose?
    “He has that rugged, dangerous look,” Brenda said, coming close to purring. “Too bad the skank got to him first, but then he doesn’t look like he’s going for it.”
    Deja considered looking away and making Brenda do the same before the man caught them, but she couldn’t help herself. Around there, almost everybody knew their neighbor, and anyone