It
was
well
after
midnight
when
Jayla
entered
Storm’s
home.
The
evening
had
been
perfect
and
a
lot
of
money
had
been
raised
for
Kids’
World,
which
meant
that
plenty
of
terminally
ill
children’s
dreams
would
be
coming
true.
It
wasn’t
hard
to
guess
that
the
calendars
would
sell
like
hotcakes.
Over
one
hundred
thousand
calendars
had
been
sold,
and
an
order
had
already
been
placed
for
that
many
more.
And
it
hadn’t
come
as
a
surprise
to
anyone
that
the
single
women
had
gone
wild
over
the
twelve
men
who
had
posed
for
the
calendar,
especially
Mr.
July,
Thorn
Westmoreland.
However,
any
women
who
might
have
given
thought
to
the
possibility
that
she
had
a
chance
with
Mr.
July,
married
or
not,
discovered
just
how
wrong
they
were
when,
after
receiving
the
plaque
that
had
been
presented
to
all
twelve
men,
Thorn
crossed
the
room
and
kissed
his
wife,
proclaiming
to
all
that
Tara
Westmoreland
was
all
the
woman
he
wanted
and
needed.
And,
Jayla
thought
as
she
inwardly
smiled,
Storm
had
made
a
number
of
declarations
himself
tonight.
That
single
woman
who’d
vowed
that
she
would
get
at
least
one
time
with
Storm
had
been
brazen
enough
to
approach
him
while
he
and
Jayla
had
stood
together
talking.
Storm
had
smoothly
introduced
Jayla
to
the
woman
as
his
fiancée.
The
woman
had
congratulated
them
and
walked
off,
thoroughly
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