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relationship for a good time, and a long time, I hope. Perhaps forever, but I never want to get married again. To you or anyone else. I like going home to my own pad at night. So let's drop the subject. Okay? What we have is good."
    Tears burned the back of Erin 's eyes. She had definitely misjudged him.
    He snapped her supporter. "Want to have makeup sex?"
    "I'm not in the mood now, and Mitch…I think you'd better leave. What we have may be good, but it's not enough." Not even close. But I needed you and now I need someone…else.
     
    * * *
                 
    If Erin 's eyes weren't still wet from tears when her cordless phone rang, she would have checked the identifier. If she'd checked it and seen that it was her cousin Angel calling, she wouldn't have answered.
    Angel's sing-song voice bubbled into her ear. "I'm so happy I caught you at home."
    Erin managed to sit upright in bed and run a hand through her hair. She hadn't slept but felt as if she'd awakened from a nightmare. Unfortunately, it was all real. And it was all over.
    She'd burned her bridges and told Mitch she never wanted to see him again. She could tell he didn't believe her and she wasn't sure she believed herself. But what was the use of continuing with no chance of a future together?
    It wasn't just because of the upcoming wedding that she was bummed. Once she'd started thinking about a life's companion, and she had been for some time now, she'd become convinced she wanted to marry again. Mitch was certain he never would.
    Maybe he was right about them not being suited. Maybe, as Lea suggested, he wasn't her type. Their lifestyles were different and their goals were, too.
    "I thought you might be out with your fiancé," Angel went on. "Or is he there? If this isn't a good time to talk, you can call me back."
    "Now is fine. He's already left." As usual, Angel was acting thoughtful. Erin didn't want to talk any time, but now was as good as any, she supposed. The night was already ruined. "Congratulations on your wedding news." Erin tried to sound cheerful but even when she felt that way, she never sounded as joyful as her cousin.
    "Thank you so much. I'm really very…lucky…to find someone like…him."
    Some of the sparkle had gone out of Angel's voice. Erin , slapping her pillow to fluff it, sat taller. "He's the fortunate one if you're the same person you used to be, and I'm sure you are."
    "Thank you. I really have missed you, cuz. We always had such good times together."
    "Yes, we did." Erin picked up the glass from the wine Mitch had brought her and walked downstairs to refill it. Looking into a mirror she passed, she found the seduction outfit now looked tawdry. "Tell me about your fiancé."
    "He's tall, dark and handsome. Seriously. Anyway, the reason I called is that I'd like you to be my maid-of-honour. Or matron. Whichever you call a divorced woman."
    Ouch . "Are you sure, Angel? You must have lots of close friends. Don't feel like you have to ask me."
    "No, I don't. I mean I really want you, but I don't have close friends. I'm not sure why, but people don't take to me. It's been that way with females all my life, and since I've been grown, men don't seem to either."
    Erin thought she knew why, but she didn't want to have this conversation. How could she tell her cousin that she was so sickeningly sweet, people thought she was a phony?
    "I'm sure that's not true. You're just modest."              
    "Will you be my bridal attendant, please? I have a wedding to plan in a short time."
    "Okay. That is…I'd be honoured. What colour gowns are the attendants wearing?"
    "You're the only one, except for a flower girl, and I'm having blue and yellow for my colours. So you can choose which you want for your dress. In fact, you can choose your gown. Or better yet, why don't you and I go shopping together? It's been such a long time since we did. I haven't bought my wedding gown and you can help me pick it out."
    Something wasn't