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intelligent, Liz. “You were here for the part of the conversation where we talked about your girlfriend kissing me, weren’t you?”
    He laughed. “I was. My offer stands.”
    “I’d love to.” No. She was supposed to say thanks, but no thanks .
    “But…? I hear your hesitation.” He was good.
    She still felt like she was chasing the white rabbit, but so far it was fun. “But I have plans tonight. Legitimate ones. With a client.” She added quickly, “I’m free tomorrow though.”
    They set a time and a place. “It’s a date. We’ll see you then.”
    It was just a phrase. It didn’t mean anything. That didn’t stop Liz from wondering about the odd but friendly couple. The comment about not getting hung up on monogamy…
    She was having dinner with a couple of possible new friends. There was no reason to let her imagination run rampant.

Chapter Four
    “And then, when she was seven, she toured the world by herself in a zeppelin she built from broken cereal bowls.” Chloe danced an effective blockade with Stew, side-stepping every time he tried to move around her to follow Liz.
    “Don’t do this, Chloe. She’s real news.”
    She was to Chloe, but it didn’t explain why Stew was interested in her. Not that Chloe cared what the gossip was. “Right? I’ll even give you your BuzzFeed headline— Top Ten Facts You Didn’t Know About Elizabeth Thompson. Subhead— Number Three will make your hamster weep . Guess what Number Three is?”
    He tried to step around her again. “Almost married one of the biggest scammers in Salt Lake City? And didn’t realize it?”
    Whoa. What? No. She wasn’t interested. “Yawn. Number Three is discovering the secret to cold fusion, using a glass of Alka-Seltzer‎ and a Popsicle stick.” There were a lot of things Chloe wondered about the attractive brunette. For instance, was Liz local to where Chloe and Jordan lived? She also wondered things like, did Liz have any desire to hook up with a random couple she bumped into while traveling, who always said they’d open their relationship if they met the right person?
    Stew rubbed his face, as if to chase away irritation. “Do you even know her?”
    “Nope. Never met her before this week.”
    “She’s Elizabeth Thompson.”
    Chloe raised her brows, hoping to convey disdain and disbelief. “I got that much when you called her that.”
    “Heiress to the Thompson Advertising fortune?”
    The thing about being from big, old-money Salt Lake City—real big, even if it wasn’t quite as old—was everyone knew the family names. Chloe wasn’t one of those wealthy elite, but she worked for someone who was, so she was familiar with the family trees as well. Turned out there was a twisted kind of financial incest when it came to keeping wealth with the people who already had it. She was pretty sure Liz’s brother owned Thompson Advertising. “Heiress? You make her sound like royalty. She’s not even running a courtesy suite here. She’s simply wandering through E3 like another of us drones. And have you stopped to consider how common the last name Thompson is?”
    “If you don’t know her, why do you care if I talk to her?” Stew pocketed his phone and leaned against a nearby pillar, arms crossed.
    Chloe wanted a nice, quiet evening. To get back to Jordan and one of the most useful conversations they had in months. She kept the looming exhaustion from her posture. “Maybe she’s my story, and you interrupted. Maybe Jordan’s getting the inside scoop right now, and we’ll have our Top Ten list in place before you walk out of here.”
    “You think you’re funny, but you’re not.”
    “Then it’s probably because I’m human, and she looked like the last person she wanted to talk to was you. Why does she matter, again? I’m not sure I’m getting the real news part of this thing.”
    His expression shifted to a smirk. “She agreed to marry this guy, who was already married to one woman and engaged to three