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her own reflection in the window. She was actually glaring.
    “Just because I learned from my past mistakes and refuse to be some silly woman who won’t face facts doesn’t make me wrong. I accept that what happened last night meant nothing to him, just like the engagement meant nothing to Greg.”
    “Oh—it was just a fling to him? I didn’t know you had a crystal ball rolling around in your suitcase,” Tab fumed, “but let’s not forget who left whom the kiss-off note this morning, and for the record, I didn’t go there. You did, when you slunk out the window instead of having a face-to-face conversation with the man who probably gave you the best night of sex since before your engagement to asshat Greg. Face it, sweetie, you’re a coward.”
    “I’m not a coward.” Frustration kicked Jasmine’s voice up an octave. “I’m a realist, and if you’re going to accuse me of something, get your facts straight. I didn’t slink out a window. I snuck out the front door!”
    Shit.
    Had she really just said that?
    She could feel people looking at her and heat smoldered in her cheeks. Jasmine closed her eyes and rubbed the middle of her forehead. “I hate you so much right now.”
    “Hate me all you want, but I’m not the one who screwed up eight ways to Sunday.”
    “Tab, give me a break. The only thing I hate more than you right now is your silly colloquialisms. Why hold back? Just say what you really mean.”
    “All right, fine, well let’s see if you can parlez-vous this one,” Tab said tartly. “Karma is a bitch.”
    …
    Five minutes later, the gate attendant called for her flight. Jasmine stood and avoided the curious glances of the people who “parlez-voused” most of her conversation, including the part where she’d hung up on Tab in the midst of another rant.
    Honestly, she was tired of running things she couldn’t change through her mind. She’d completed the stupid dare. She was never going to see Ethan again. Why couldn’t Tab just leave it alone?
    Rolling her suitcase toward the gate, she joined the line of passengers boarding the flight. As she glanced around, her gaze halted on a guy standing at the other gate near the waiting area.
    Same dark hair, same broad shoulders…
    Her gaze dropped to his butt, and she gulped. He’d said he was leaving today.
    No…not possible .
    The man turned around and relief drained through her so fast it almost made her light-headed. Her eyes flitted over the Ethan look-alike. If it had been him, would she have wanted to apologize or make up some excuse to explain?
    Jasmine sighed in frustration and faced the other direction.
    She couldn’t get caught up in what happened last night. It was done. At another time or maybe on a different planet, where there had been no Greg in her life, she might have taken a chance on trying to see Ethan again, but now she was a whole lot smarter about relationships. She loved her best friend, but Tab was just going to have to get over her birthday dare not being the magic happy pill for her love life.
    Her cell phone rang, and she dug it out of her bag to answer it.
    “Jasmine, it’s Ted. We need you to stay in Florida for an extra day.”
    “Stay?” The line started moving toward the gate. “Why?”
    “We’ve got a problem with a potential client near Cape Canaveral, and I need you to make a presentation.”
    “What?” She mouthed “excuse me’s” to the people waiting behind her as she fought with her suitcase to get back out of line. “I’m a member representative now. I don’t deliver contract proposals or make presentations to clients.”
    The director of Sales and Relations released a long breath. “Myra messed up the proposal, but I talked the head of the company into giving us another shot at the contract. This is a disaster that can’t happen. Bode-Wynn International is a major government contractor with a lot of influence.”
    She read between the lines. Money wasn’t the only issue. Reputation