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his mind, he knew it was crazy to be annoyed by his dog’s behavior, but he couldn’t help it. He also couldn’t help feeling defensive about the whole settling down issue.
    One woman, for the rest of his life.
    A shiver raced down his spine. Why did the idea sound so ludicrous to him now when this morning it had filled him with such longing?
    â€œMaybe Solomon is right. I need to see a therapist.”
    Brandy finally trotted into the room as if sensing that her job as confidante was in jeopardy.
    Marcel shook his head and crammed a corner of his sandwich into his mouth. He reviewed the situation with his parents again in his mind and became fairly confidentthat this was just a bleep in their relationship and that the whole thing could probably be resolved if his father just apologized for whatever he’d done. Even if he didn’t know what he’d done, an apology went a long way with women.
    He frowned at that thought. Diana was mad at him. Had he forgotten to do something? Maybe it was her birthday. Nah, her birthday was December 15. Funny how he seemed to remember that.
    Di . He smiled, liking the nickname. Actually, he’d always liked the name Diana. It was beautiful and elegant. Not to take anything from his secretary, but it seemed that she went out of her way to be invisible.
    Once, he’d taken the time to study her. Which wasn’t unusual. He’d assessed most, no, all of the women working for him at one time or another. He’d found Diana to have the most beautiful skin he’d ever seen. And that was without the aid of makeup. Clean, clear, beautiful skin. Was that a commercial?
    However, her most adorable feature was her nose. It was the tiniest bit off-centered. He doubted that the average person even noticed. Who knows, maybe she didn’t know. He frequently wondered how she would look with her hair down. In the two years he’d known her, it was always pulled into a simple ponytail.
    Sighing, he pulled himself out of his daydream and realized he needed to get ready to head down to the club. It was time to be Mr. Nightlife again.
    He handed Brandy the last portion of his meal and pushed himself up from the sofa. “Time to get backto work. Who knows, maybe I’ll meet the lady of our dreams tonight.”
    Woof!
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    An excited Tim clutched Diana’s hand. “Why don’t you and I go clubbing tonight?”
    Diana groaned as she loaded the dishwasher. “Not my scene. I put up with enough loud music and lurid acts at work.”
    â€œI know. I’m jealous, too.” He helped her out by scrubbing and wiping down the counters. “But how are you ever going to meet Mr. Right locked up in this apartment all the time?”
    â€œDon’t you start on me, too. I’ve already had this conversation once today.”
    â€œYeah, well. If my two cents count for anything, I agree with your grandma.”
    â€œColor me surprised.” She closed the dishwasher and turned it on. “The thing is, I’m not so sure that a relationship is what I want right now.”
    â€œOf course you do.” Tim frowned. “No one wants to grow old alone. Anyone who tells you different is lying to themselves.”
    Diana remained adamant. “I don’t need a man to complete me.”
    â€œMore lies.”
    â€œTim!”
    â€œWhat?” He plopped the sponge down and faced her. ‘I’m just being truthful. Or are you really one of those women who buy into that ‘I am woman; hear me roar’ crap?”
    â€œIt’s not crap,” she snapped with more force than was warranted. “A woman’s value is much more than being submissive to a man’s every whim.”
    He held up his hand like a brick wall. “Two is always better than one; two orgasms, two incomes or his and hers matching Mercedes. Okay?”
    Diana laughed.
    â€œBesides, you’re not fooling anyone, Miss Thang. I know you have the