"No, there's no one," Lucinda stammered.

"Really? Are you sure?" Stefan pressed with a sly grin.

"Well, there's this guy at work who always seems to wait for me to clock out. He likes to sit with me at lunch too," Lucinda admitted, feeling the weight of her words in Stefan's territory.

She knew better than to lie to Stefan. He had a way of finding out the truth, and the consequences weren't always pleasant. So, she told him about the colleague who hadn't made an official move yet but was clearly interested.

"Well, he hasn't made a move yet, so no need to worry. I'll be heading back to Skywatch in a few days anyway," she said, hoping to reassure him and spare her colleague any trouble. Getting a decent job with good pay and benefits was tough enough without her husband's interference.

"It's my fault for hiding my true identity from him. If he knew who I was married to, he wouldn't dare to even think about it," she added.

Stefan's face was calm as he replied, "I never said I was going to do anything to the guy. Why are you so quick to defend him?"

"I just don't want someone to lose their job because of me," Lucinda said, setting down her cutlery and scooting over to wrap her arms around Stefan's neck. She planted a playful kiss on his lips and beamed at him. "You've got great taste, you know. Even with this hideous makeup on, someone's still interested in me. You've got a catch."

"Only you could boast in such a refreshingly modest way. I've always had good taste." Stefan chuckled, expertly serving Lucinda a helping of his favorite lasagna. "You have to promise you won't let anyone else get close. Remember, you are a taken woman!"

"With you as my husband, who could I possibly be interested in?"

Besides, you can barely keep up with my appetite, how could you even think

more," she said, quickly serving him another portion to change the subject. "I'll make sure you're well taken care of." Stefan gave her a meaningful look. "That's the kind of satisfaction

break had turned into quite the feast, with her playing into the wolf's

to overindulge,

her friend Cecilia was another story. After returning to the Serendipity Cafe with

hadn't been taken advantage of did she relax and warm up to Owen. Initially,

chocolate chip cookies, a sign that she was starting to see him as part of the

said, grinning at Becca as he accepted

approval of the young man growing. He had

her mind-could Owen be impotent? But as she observed his healthy and well-maintained appearance, she dismissed the notion with a flush of embarrassment. She

a

"Mr. Martinez,

tore my shirt last night. Do you think she should compensate me

beat, "She should

to join me for a shopping trip? I'd like her to

to herself, What a cunning man! It was clearly an excuse to spend time

called out,

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