bYou are not the first, and you are definitely not the last.br . . .And probably you are not the best. b p It's never a good idea to take messages scrawled in bar bathrooms personally. Eva Lockart knows this, really she does. Still, such things tend to take on a weird sort of significance when one is in the throes of a panic attack prompted by irrational jealousy of one's boyfriend's ex-wife. Something that's been happening lately--a lot. . . p Not that Eva has anything to worry about, really. X she has a name, but why dwell on details is long gone, and Will loves Eva now--loves her enough, in fact, to want to move in and get married. So, she's got a guy she's crazy about, a thriving business, and fun wedding plans to make, including finding an affordable reception site that doesn't have dead animal heads hanging from the walls, a non-poofy dress that adequately corrals her cleavage and a cake that isn't orange inside. Still, what's a little stress in exchange for wedded bliss When Eva