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    “You sure about this?”
    I looked up at my friend and saw her wringing her hands in front of her.
    “I’m positive, Kenzie. I’ve actually been thinking of getting one for a while now.”
    Mackenzie Webster was the epitome of kindhearted. She moved to Cloverleaf a while back after a nasty breakup with her ex and I’d jumped at the chance to hire her at the salon. Not only was she impossible not to love, but she was absolutely fabulous at her job. She was one of the reasons Elegant Nails stayed so busy.
    “I hate to give him up, he’s so sweet. The twins are heartbroken about it, but they’re allergies are just too bad to keep him.”
    I hated that she struggled to raise her twin toddlers all on her own. I’d never seen a mom so dedicated to her children. And knowing that she had no help whatsoever from her worthless ex set my blood on fire. Someone as sweet and loving as Kenzie deserved the very best of everything.
    “I understand,” I told her, pulling her into a hug. “And I promise, you can bring them by whenever you want for a visit if you think it won’t make them sick.”
    “You’re too amazing, you know that?”
    “I hear it a lot, but it never gets old. Feel free to continue saying it as often as you want.”
    “Just remember, he gets a little scared in new surroundings. He might hide from you for a bit. Just give him time to adjust.”
    “I will, I promise. See you at work tomorrow,” I called out before climbing into my car and heading for home.

    After getting the latest member of my household all set, I went into the kitchen and poured a glass of wine. The little guy had run off to find a hiding place the second I’d opened the carrier door, so for the time being I’d let him be until he was comfortable enough to come out.
    I’d spent the past half hour pacing between my living room and kitchen, trying to decide if I could actually go through with seducing Trevor into giving me an annulment. Part of me thought it would be a good thing that I’d get this marriage taken care of and get to enjoy all the sexy that was Trevor at the same time. But another part was worried that if I crossed that line, I might have a problem getting back on the other side of it. What if I turned all girly and got emotional and shit once we had sex, and then lost it when he walked away?
    For fuck’s sake, I’m turning this into a goddamn Lifetime movie! Just screw him and move on !
    I needed to pull my shit together. I could totally do this.
    I’d psyched myself up to the point that when I heard the front door open, I was ready and raring to go.
    “What’s up, wifey?” Trevor called as he walked through the door and closed it behind him. “Jesus, the shop was a fucking madhouse today. I didn’t even have time to take a leak. I’m about to piss myself,” he hollered as he dropped his stuff by the door and rushed for the hall bathroom. He was still talking as he shut the door and went about his business, but I was so wrapped up in giving myself a sex pep talk that I wasn’t paying attention to anything he was saying.
    That was, until things started crashing around loudly, followed by a, “GAH! Jesus fuck !”
    I spun around just in time to see the door crash open and Trevor fall out, landing on his back with his pants around his thighs. Thank Christ he’d managed to tuck himself back in before falling out of the bathroom. He scurried backward on his ass; partially crab crawling, partially scooting, as he tried to hank his jeans back up.
    “Goddamn, son of a bitch in hell!”
    “What’s the matter?” I asked once he’d gotten to his feet.
    “That little fucker tried to bite my dick off!”
    I looked to where he was pointing to see my new pet step from the bathroom. Reaching down, I picked him up and held him close to my chest. “This is Mr. Bojangles. He’s skittish in new places. You probably just scared him.”
    “ I scared him ?” he yelled, skirting the couch to get away from me and