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are three really good signs in this town.” I sipped from my water and set the bottle on the kitchen island.
    “Do you have to steal all my ideas? I told you me and my editor are fooling around. You couldn’t have run into a random guy to date?” Andrea questioned in an acerbic manner.
    “Listen, single men in this town are scarce, period. Cut me some slack. At least he’s not ten plus years my senior. He’s only twenty-eight.”
    Andrea glanced at me oddly. “My editor’s thirty-two and I’m the same age as you, honey—that isn’t ten years.”
    “I wasn’t talking about you.” I studied my sexy red dress in the hallway mirror. “I’m talking about my wildly out of control infatuation with Peter Coburn. It’s gotta end and I have to get it through my thick skull he’s married with children therefore he’s hands off. It’s not as easy as you think it is not to go around in circles with the situation. I’m going to end up making myself crazy but it’s better to be dating a man within my reach than trying to pursue the unattainable.”
    “Well, in that case, good for you. I totally thought you were going to go one of two ways—one, you’d end up making a fool out of yourself by going after a married guy or two, you’d pine after him and wish for something to happen. When nothing happened, you’d end up bitter and depressed. Neither scenario is worth mentioning since they didn’t happen. Know I’m happy for your spunky resolve, honey. You deserve to be happy too.”
    “Thanks,” I replied before I applied tinted lip-gloss to my lips. “I’m really hoping this works out because he’s cute and charming and I went total bitch mode on him today.”
    Andrea sighed out loud. “Oh, Sigourney, it’s true love.”
    “Shut. The. Fuck. Up. I go total bitch mode on every guy I’m attracted to—”
    She poured herself a glass of wine. “Nope, not every guy, only the ones with promise. I like this Russell guy already.”
    “So what are you doing tonight?”
    “Nothing much. Jeff is coming by and we’re gonna watch cheesy movies and drink too much wine. It’s a quiet night since we’re going to Martha’s Vineyard for Independence Day weekend,” Andrea explained as she walked past me and sat on the sofa.
    “Wow. I guess it’s a good thing I found Russell. When were you going to tell me about Martha’s Vineyard?”
    She shrugged her shoulders as she balanced her iPad on her knees. “When it was convenient. It’s not like we don’t spend time apart, Sigourney.”
    I wanted to respond with something equally snarky as the doorbell rang.
    “Have a great night out.”
    “Mmm hmm,” I mumbled as I walked to the front door and answered it.
    Russell looked great in a pair of black slacks and a cerulean blue dress shirt that brought out an expressive swirl of color in his blue-green eyes. His dirty blond hair was slicked back, seemingly wet from a recent shower and slightly curled beneath his ears. He could use a haircut but he still looked very sexy in post-college graduate way.
    I smiled as he kissed my cheek. “Sigourney, you look lovely.”
    “Thank you,” I responded demurely. “You look great as well.”
    “Should I meet your roommate—”
    “Nope. Let’s go.” I turned toward Andrea, and she held up her wine glass to me with a smirk on her face.
    Gah! I could only hope this freaking night would vastly improve for the better.

 

     
    Chapter Six

     
    Peter
     
    “D id you encourage them?”
    Kylie wore a small Mona Lisa smile on her lips. “Of course not. They went to lunch together and found one another fascinating enough to want to go out. I’m not my brother’s keeper or a pimp, Peter.”
    He paced around the campaign office and realized he wasn’t just pissed off but rather angry to the point where he clearly couldn’t control his temper. How could this nymph, this woman he barely knew arouse these kinds of emotions in him?
    “No, you aren’t a pimp, but God knows you