I'd have expected you'd know something
like that, being from Vegas and all."
Turning to look at him, Mandi said, "Uh, huh. Smartass. You aren't from
Vegas, so how the hell do you happen know so much about showgirls?"
With a shrug, Cade said, "Been there. Got involved with a dancer for a
while. A nice lady, but kind of obsessive."
Tilting her head, Mandi asked, "Obsessed about what?"
"Dancing. It's all she thought about, day and night. Well, almost all. She
thought about me, too, now and then."
"Did she?"
"Oh, yeah," said Cade with a firm nod. "Every night for two weeks. Then I
had to go back to Dallas." Sighing dramatically, he added, "Leaving her was kind
of traumatic, y'know?"
Grinning, Mandi said, "I'm sure it was and you have my most profound
sympathy, of course. Are you going to tell me that I remind you of her? Maybe
that I look a bit like her?"
Trying to appear somewhat shocked, Cade said, "Of course not! She was a head
taller than you and had brown hair. Not nearly as pretty, either. Great legs,
though."
"Uh, huh." Mandi lifted her pendant and eyed it as she said, "You know, I've
been expecting something like this to happen sooner or later.
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