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“I didn’t read the card.” Aida tucked her long, straight blond hair behind her ear and set the vase on Savannah’s desk. “Catherine said they just came, and I was coming in anyway, so I snagged them. They’re gorgeous.” She handed Savannah the envelope that came with the flowers.

Savannah read the card and then tore it in half and tossed it in the trash can. “You know what? I’m going to ask Catherine to bring them down to the mailroom staff. They’ll enjoy them.”

Aida arched a brow. “Connor?”

Savannah sighed. “Unfortunately. I’m going to call him right now and tell him to bug off.”

Aida cringed. “I’m sorry. How was your weekend? Is that guy as handsome as he looks on the website?”

Savannah sighed. “Jack Remington is even hotter than he appears.”And even more sensual and the best kisser ever and…broken. Jack Remington is broken.

“Yeah? Why am I getting a sex vibe here?” Aida smirked. “I knew I should have gone along as a chaperone. Tell me what I missed.”

Aida and Savannah had started with the law firm within a month of each other five years earlier and had become close friends overnight. Aida was as snarky as Savannah was tough, and in the male-dominated legal entertainment business, they needed all the support they could get.

Savannah’s cell phone rang, and she glanced at the screen. “It’s Josh. I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Okay, but I’m taking these. Don’t waste them on the mailroom staff.” Aida took the flowers and winked on her way out the door.

Savannah answered the call. “How’s my best-dressed brother?” Josh was one of New York’s leading fashion designers, and as such, he was always impeccably dressed.

“I’m well, Savannah. I heard you were back in town. How was your survivor weekend? Will you be hitting the reality network next week?”

“Not a chance, although I really enjoyed it. It was nice to get away from the city, and other than a scary bobcat, it was actually pretty fun.” She could almost feel Jack’s body pressed against her back again, as it had been that night. She shook her head to get out from under the memory.

“A bobcat, Van?” Josh had recently gotten engaged to his childhood crush, Riley Banks, and now they were full business partners at JRB Designs. Ever since the engagement, Josh had been reaching out to Savannah more often. They both lived in Manhattan, but before Riley had come into his life, Josh had kept to himself. Savannah was glad for the change, and she enjoyed seeing him.

“Just a little one. It scared the heck out of me, but Jack scared it away. How’s Riley?”

“Amazing, as always.”

Savannah sat on the edge of her desk. “Why does everyone have an amazing love life but me?”

“Still bummed about Connor?” Josh asked.

“I can’t even believe I stayed with him as long as I did. Why didn’t you guys knock some sense into me?” Savannah stood and paced, rubbing an ache at the base of her neck. She hadn’t told her brothers about Connor cheating on her, and she wasn’t going to go down that road now. She’d like to forget Connor ever existed.

“Like you would have listened?”

You know me too well.“Okay, enough abouthim. What else is going on?”

“Kaylie’s singing at a concert in Central Park tonight. Blake and Danica are going to be there, and Ri and I thought you might want to join us.” Kaylie was Danica’s sister.

“Kaylie’s singing again?” Kaylie had given up her singing career when she had twins a few years earlier. Savannah toyed with the idea of going to the concert. She had nothing else planned, and the idea of sitting around her apartment thinking of Jack was torture.

“I think she’s testing the waters. Blake said they were coming along to support her because this is her first big event since she had Trevor and Lexi. I think it’ll be fun. We can hang and talk, maybe go for a drink.”

Savannah did want to pick Danica’s brain about her apparent inability to date men without baggage. “Sure, what time? I have a lot of stuff to catch up on here.”

“Eight?”

“I think I can make that. I’ll meet you at the bridge.”

Savannah ended the call, and before she could get interrupted, she called Connor.

“Hey, Savannah. I was beginning to think you’d dropped off the face of the earth.”

Despite loathing how he’d treated her and the way he’d disregarded her feelings and disrespected her, she felt a spear of lust shoot right through her at the sound of Connor’s smooth, sensual voice. She cleared her throat and put her hand on her hip, steeling herself against his seductive ways.