" Never mind that. What's going on with you and Heath?" Annabelle pulled a little wide-eyed innocence out of her rusty bag of college acting skills." What do you mean? Business." " Don't give me that. We've been friends too long." She switched to a furrowed brow. " He's my most important client. You know how much this means to me." Molly wasn't buying it. " I've seen the way you look at him. Like he was a slot machine with triple sevens tattooed on his forehead. If you fall in love with him, I swear I'll never speak toyou again." Annabelle nearly choked. She'd known Molly would be suspicious, but she hadn't expected an outright confrontation. " Are you nuts? Setting aside the fact that he treats me like a flunky, I'd never fall for a workaholic after what I've had to go through with my family." Falling in lust, however, was an entirely different matter." He has a calculator for a heart," Molly said. " I thought you liked him. "