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mortified.
    “It’s my husband.” Erin said.
    Both women gazed as a door opened and a man in an expensive suit walked in, acting as if he still lived there.
    “Hi.” Mark set down his briefcase.
    “What are you doing here?” Erin didn’t hide her disappointment. Why did he have to come over tonight of all nights?
    Mark gave her a puzzled look. Erin knew her reaction probably came as a shock to him. He was not used to seeing any emotion at all from her these days.
    With practiced poise, he smoothed down his tie and put on his best smile. “Hello, I’m Mark McKenzie.” He moved toward Patricia and extended his hand.
    As they exchanged greetings, Erin wondered what Patricia would think of her now that she’d met the man she’d married. Would she see past Mark’s immaculate tailoring and expensive shoes? Erin took in his pale skin, the way his brown hair was graying in an unfavorable pattern. His trimmed goatee sat crooked, flanking his mouth, too much growth on the right side causing his face to look unbalanced. He definitely tried to exude perfection but he was far from it. Mark had more than a few skeletons in his closet.
    She rubbed her face nervously, certain the incredible surge of emotion and desire she had just experienced was written all over her. Irrationally, Patricia’s comments about infatuation and fantasies kept playing in her mind. She stole a covert sideways look at her colleague. She was not just incredibly attractive physically, but emotionally as well. Just the kind of woman who could easily become her next fantasy.
    Erin’s heart rate picked up and she felt her face flush. She was drawn to Patricia. She wondered if it was because she now knew Patricia was a lesbian. The thought excited her, but it seemed crazy at the same time. She wasn’t sure what was happening, only that her body cried out for Patricia’s touch. Did this mean she was attracted to women? If she was, that meant sex, and sex meant she was a lesbian. No way.
    She cleared her throat. “Mark, this is Detective Henderson, we’re working a case together.”
    “I see. Well, I won’t keep you, then.” He scratched a pink spot just above his eyebrow. One cheek also had some redness to it.
    Her thoughts went to his other numerous imperfections, and she realized just how long she hadn’t noticed or cared. She moved with him as he took off his jacket and headed toward the other wing of the house. “What are you doing here, Mark?”
    He looked over his shoulder and motioned for her to keep her voice down. A guest should never overhear their bickering. “I’m flying out for Austin first thing tomorrow morning and I needed to get some more of my stuff.”
    Since moving out, he’d been back frequently for various belongings. Erin wished he would just pack up his stuff and get the movers to come take it all. “Oh, another meeting?” She raised her eyebrows. She allowed him to have his fun without interfering and now she wanted to have hers.
    “Yes, several in fact. What’s with the attitude?”
    The doorbell rang and she bit back her response.
    Mark waited as she paid the delivery man for the pizza, then said, “I’ll be out of town for while. We should talk when I get back.”
    Erin chewed on her lower lip, trying very hard to bite back the cynicism that so badly wanted to prevail. “Sure. Have a good trip.” She gave him a plastic smile and carried the pizza into the living room. After locating some plates, she fished out a steaming slice for her visitor.
    Patricia could tell from Erin’s erratic movements and strained expression that she was definitely not pleased. “Is this a bad time?” she asked.
    Erin shook her head emphatically. “No. It’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting him.”
    Patricia accepted a plate and sat back down slowly, willing the wheels in her brain to start turning once again. She knew Erin was married, even if they were newly separated. But in those two minutes of wild desire she had completely