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TWENTY-EIGHT – JENNI
Jenni Malone decided to give it one last try.
She’d cried until her eyes were red, cursed until her voice was sore. She’d drunk cheap wine until she passed out—but no matter how she tried, she couldn’t get Tony Frost out of her mind.
It was that darn, stubborn Irish side of her.
One of the things that annoyed her most was that she’d never even seen her rival—except in Tony’s paintings. She’d never been able to confront the woman; never been able to give the bitch a piece of her mind.
Tony was worth fighting for, no doubt about it—or he had been anyway. But the swiftness of the turn-around in their relationship had caught her like a rabbit-punch to the back of her head.
The woman, Glory, would destroy Tony. Jenni felt certain of that. Tony’s cousin, Ivy, seemed to think so, too.
Unfortunately, neither of them had been able to do anything about it.
Well, Jenni intended to give it one last try.
Ivy said she’d seen Glory at the studio once, at night. Maybe she was there even now; it would be dark soon. Maybe Tony was with her.
Jenni tried not to think about what they might be doing.
At least, because of Ivy, Jenni knew that the woman who’d taken Tony from her was real. Until she talked to Ivy, Jenni had half-believed Glory to be just a figment of her lover’s overwrought imagination.
Jenni couldn’t fight a mental aberration.
But a real, flesh and blood woman… That was something Jenni knew how to deal with.
At least, she had a chance.
This is the last time, she promised herself.
She plucked the keys to her Subaru from their hook near the front door of her apartment and headed for Tony’s house.
CONTINUED…