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Garrett’s eyes crinkled in a smile. He remembered just how close Mya and Maxine used to be. Thick as gravy. “Yeah, it will be worth it, won’t it.” Moments later he began nuzzling her throat. “Umm…as always, you smell good.”
    She looked up at him. His gaze was frankly seductive. “You smell pretty good yourself.”
    He chuckled. “Let’s go into the bathroom and start smelling soapy.”
    â€œAre you suggesting that we take a bath together?”
    â€œYes.” Garrett rose with her in his arms. “That’s exactly what I’m suggesting.”
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    Across town, Paige Duvall shared a cab with another cheerleader, as they made their way back to their apartments.
    â€œI couldn’t happen but notice your interest in Garrett Rivers. You’re new so I’ll give you some advice,” the other cheerleader said to Paige. “Don’t waste your time on him. He’s a real family man who’s tied to his wife pretty tight. I understand he loves her very much.”
    Paige smiled. “Most of them do…in the beginning. But a man being in love with his wife has never stopped me before. I like Garrett and intend to have him.”
    The other woman shook her head frowning, not liking what she was hearing. “You’re pretty sure of yourself if you think that. Garrett Rivers is too dedicated to his wife and sons to let anyone come between them. You’ll just be wasting your time.”
    Paige’s smile widened. “Maybe…then maybe not. Every man has a weakness. The key is finding out what that weakness is and using it. Which is what I intend to do.”

CHAPTER FOUR
    T he hospital’s elevator doors opened and Maxi stepped in and pushed the button that would take her to the fifth floor. She thought about the woman she was on her way to see.
    Bessie Johnstone was someone Maxi had known all of her life; a woman who had been her grandmother’s closest friend. When Maxi’s grandmother had passed away fifteen years ago, Bessie had made herself Maxi’s surrogate grandmother. There was nothing Bessie wouldn’t do for Maxi and vice versa.
    Moments later when Maxi entered Bessie’s hospital room she couldn’t help but smile. A broken hip had rendered Bessie immobile, and from the expression on the older woman’s face as she lay in bed looking out the window, she wasn’t too pleased about being forced to stay in one place. Anyone knowing Bessie knew just how much getting around meant to her.
    â€œOkay, you can stop sulking,” Maxi said, making her presence known. “It doesn’t become you. Besides, this will teach you not to be hard-headed.”
    Bessie made a snorting sound as she glanced at Maxi. “There was nothing wrong with me wanting to change that light bulb.”
    Maxi frowned. “Yes, there was if you had to get on a ladder to do so. You could have waited for your neighbor Mr. Ellerby to come home. He would have gladly helped you. Or you could have called me. You know that I would have come by.”
    â€œI don’t like being a bother, you know that.”
    Maxi nodded. Yes, she did know it. “You deserve to be a bother, Ms. Bessie. Look at all the things you’ve done for so many people over the years. I don’t know a soul in Savannah who would not have come to your aid had you only asked.”
    Bessie shook her head, knowing that was true. She had lived a long life and at seventy-four a number of people had touched her life and she had also touched theirs. Maxi Chandler was one of them. In her book, Maxi had always been a good child. Respectful to her elders, a good student and thoughtful and giving, which was evident by the beautiful arrangement of flowers she carried in her hand.
    â€œMaybe my being here, although it seems I’ll be laid up a spell, is for a good cause. I think I found just the right man for you, Maxi.”
    Maxi grinned as she