Chapter 5

I momentarily recalled the lovemaking that occurred during a torrid, three-month affair that ended as suddenly as it began when Gary moved to Texas for a promising career opportunity. Although he’d asked if I’d consider moving with him, I just wasn’t in love with the man, and my own career at WFI took precedence, so we’d broken up. That was more than a year ago, and despite my lack of a steady boyfriend since then, I’d not regretted my decision.

“Sure Gary was cute,” said Mallory. “Cute and hunky. But I saw no tizzy on your part, like I do now.”

“I’m notin a tizzy, and I’m notattracted to the ‘Chi-Town Italian Stallion.’”

“Then you’re also going blind.”

“I’m not talking about his looks. Oh, sure, he’s handsome. I’ll give him that much…grudgingly.”

“How generous of you.”

“But I’m notattracted to his attitude. That shallow and pretentious, bloated and egomaniacal—”

“Oh, yeah, you’ve got it bad.”

“I do not.”

“Do so.”