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“Like what? I wasn’t drunk.”

“Then what do you think prompted him to reach out to Hope?”

Cade knew and hadn’t wanted to bring it up. “There was this woman I met.”

“Ah,” Harry said, in that knowing way of his.

He wanted to groan with frustration. “It’s not what you think.”

“Now who’s reading minds?” Harry asked.

Cade ignored the question. “I couldn’t get rid of her. She planted herself in my lap, her hands in my hair, and then she was kissing my neck like it was the world’s finest chocolate.” He had the bite marks to prove it.

“I know the type,” Harry said, sounding sympathetic.

“Yes, well, the next thing I knew, Silas arrived. We tried to talk, but this woman was all over me.”

“Do you think Silas guessed the problem with your sudden change of affection?”

Rather than answer, he shrugged.

“It seems to me Silas was looking more for information than to interfere,” Harry said, and then added, “Of course, I could be wrong.”

“Maybe so,” Cade was willing to admit. “But that isn’t the worst of it. He handed me the phone and said it was for me. He’d called Hope. I didn’t want to talk to her; Silas had to know that.”

“It’s possible,” Harry agreed. “In my experience, we all, at one time or another, try to fix things that would be better off left alone.”

No doubt about it. “This was definitely one of those times.”

Harry uncrossed his legs and was silent for a moment, as though mulling over everything Cade had told him.

“If you don’t mind my asking, I’d be curious to hear what it was Hope had to say.”

Cade snickered. “She was ridiculous.”

Harry’s brows arched. “In what way?”

“She lost a brother in Afghanistan. He was her twin…the last of her family. I had this woman hanging around my neck and Hope told me she trashed her apartment when she learned Hunter had been killed.”

Harry mulled that over for several moments. “Interesting. How did you respond?”

Cade wasn’t proud of what he’d said. “I told her if she assumed I was trashing my life because of her, she was off base. She means nothing to me. Not anymore.”

“Am I correct to assume you haven’t spoken to her since?”

“You’re damn straight.”

Harry nodded. “And she hasn’t made an effort to contact you?”

“I blocked her number.”

“So you don’t know if she has or hasn’t reached out?”

Time for truth. “She hasn’t. I unblocked it the next day.”

This, too, appeared to interest Harry, but he didn’t comment, and Cade was just as glad. “I thought I might, you know, inadvertently see her at the animal shelter,” he admitted.

“You haven’t, though?”

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