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Farrah gave a dry chuckle. “If it isn’t Daniel’s new woman of the week. Or is it a month?” She laughed at her own joke.

Angela didn’t respond and instead pulled out her comb to freshen her look after being on the dance floor. “If you have something to say, you might as well spit it out.”

Farrah took a step backward and regarded her in the mirror. “Well, someone’s pretty sure of herself. That’s surprising considering you’re with Mr. No Commitment himself, Daniel Cobb. I’m sure he’s taking you to nice places, buying you fancy things, but in the end, if you’re looking for more, it’ll never go any further than that.”

Angela spun around to face her. “I know who Daniel is.”

“Do you? Or do you know what he wants you to know?” Farrah responded. “Because I doubt you know the full story.”

“No? Enlighten me, then.” Angela hoped she wouldn’t regret those words.

Farrah laughed. “It’s your funeral,” she replied. “If you don’t know that Daniel hasn’t gotten over his dead girlfriend, his one and only true love, then you’re the one who’s deluded. You will always live in the shadows of the great Mia Landers because no one, including me, can compete against a ghost. But hey, if you think you’re up to the challenge, knock yourself out. Others of us have tried and failed miserably.”

Farrah gave one final toss of her curls and then strode out of the ladies’ room, leaving Angela stunned in her wake and staring at the door.

Who the hell was Mia? And why was she hearing about her from Farrah and not Daniel?

* * *

Daniel didn’t like the look on Angela’s face when she returned. “Everything all right?” He stared at her, trying to assess her mood.

She sighed deeply. “Everything’s fine. I just have a headache is all. Do you mind if we leave and call it an early night?”

He shook his head. “Of course not. C’mon,” he said as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “I’ll take you home.”

As they walked down the stairs, he caught sight of Farrah perched at a stool near the bar. Daniel didn’t like the triumphant look on her face, as if she’d scored a direct hit. Was she the reason Angela was feigning a headache?

Angela had been perfectly fine before when it had just been the two of them in VIP and then on the dance floor. In fact, she’d been the most saucy he’d ever seen her. The way she’d swayed her curvy behind against his manhood, he’d gotten an instant erection and had been happy to escape back upstairs. But then they’d seen Farrah and something had transpired between the two women. He didn’t know what it was, but he was determined to find out.

The driver came around to pick them up in the town car he’d hired for the night. Daniel helped Angela inside and slid in beside her. She was silent for most of the ride home to his place, resting her head on his shoulder. Once they made it inside the penthouse, Angela immediately went into the bathroom. Meanwhile Daniel went to his wet bar to make himself a drink. He didn’t know what happened between Farrah and Angela.

Daniel walked out on the balcony and looked up at the darkened night sky. Had Farrah said something to upset her? Farrah could certainly be catty when cornered, but Angela was working off a deficit. He’d never mentioned Farrah when they’d briefly discussed past relationships. He just hoped Farrah hadn’t shared his past with Angela. She was the only woman he’d ever opened up to about Mia and she’d used it against him, telling him she wouldn’t be compared to a dead woman. Had she shared that same concern with Angela? Was that why Angela was suddenly so distant?

He had to know. He downed his drink and went inside to find Angela. When he made it to the bedroom, she was already in bed.

A first.

She usually waited up for him.

He frowned, but didn’t say anything. Instead he went over to his side of the bed and began to undress. Toeing off his shoes, he unbuckled his belt and eased his pants down. His shirt soon followed and he laid them across the end of the bed. When he went to slide in beside her, his mood brightened a bit upon finding her nude underneath the sheets. The fact that she hadn’t put clothes between them told him she was not closed off to him.

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