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sheets with him. By the time she had taken a gulp of that ice-cold tea he’d prepared, she had needed it to cool off.
    Inwardly she groaned when the traffic light turned green. She had to let go of this obsession since it would lead nowhere. She glanced at her watch again. She and Kylie had their regular lunch date, and today they would plan for Kylie’s baby shower.
    She smiled thinking that her friend was having another baby after almost fifteen years. But this time the pregnancy would be totally different. Kylie was not that sixteen-year-old who had found herself facing a teenage pregnancy alone after her parents had turned their backs on her. Now she was a woman married to a wonderful man who loved her and who would make her baby a wonderful father.
    Lena couldn’t help but be happy for her best friend, and inwardly she could admit she was a little envious although such happiness could not have happened to a more deserving person than Kylie. But still, that didn’t stop Lena’s heart fromaching from what she didn’t have. Here she was, at thirty-one still the bridesmaid but never the bride, still the godmother but never the mother. And what was so sad was knowing she would never be a bride or a mother.
    She inhaled deeply, refusing to give the state of her future any more thought that day.
     
    “What’s this I hear about you selling your home, Morgan?”
    Morgan lifted a brow. He highly suspected that Bas had heard the news from Donovan, not that it was a secret.
    “Yes, you heard right,” he said, accepting the glass of wine his brother was offering him.
    “How come?”
    Morgan gave a sigh of relief. At least Donovan hadn’t told Bas everything. “What do you mean how come?”
    “Just what I ask,” Bas said, dropping into the lounge chair across from where Morgan sat. “How come? You love that house. As you’ve told us so many times, it’s perfect for you.”
    Jocelyn was in the kitchen and Morgan could only hope she wasn’t privy to their conversation. “Things change.”
    “Bullshit. Tell that to someone else. Things might change but you don’t. You’ve had this obsession with things being ideal in your life for as long as I can remember. So what’s really going on with you, Morgan? What’s the real reason you’re selling your house? Discovered you’re sitting on a gold mine or something?”
    “Wished it was that simple,” Morgan managed to say finally, studying his glass of wine for a moment before lifting his gaze to Bas’s curious one. “Colin Powell once said, and I quote, ‘There are no secrets to success. It is the result of preparation, hard work and learning from failure.’”
    Bas rolled his eyes. “Will you give it to me straight, Morgan?”
    Morgan smiled as he momentarily traced his finger around the rim of his glass. Bas was a troubleshooter; he looked for problems where there weren’t any. Morgan glanced back up and met his brother’s gaze. “Okay, Bas, you want me to give it to you straight? Then here goes. Lena Spears.”
    Morgan watched his brother’s expression. For a moment he looked genuinely bewildered. Then slowly, Morgan saw the exact moment he figured things out. For a while there Morgan had gotten worried since Bas wasn’t normally a slow man.
    “I hope you know what you’re doing,” Bas said sharply, narrowing his eyes at him.
    “Trust me, I do. I want her, Bas.”
    “Tell me something I don’t know, Morgan. That’s been evident now for over a year. It’s also been evident to everyone but you, it seems, that she doesn’t want to be wanted…at least not by you.”
    “Then it’s up to me to convince her otherwise.”
    “And you’ll go so far as to sell your house to do it?”
    “Whatever it takes. Wish me luck.”
    Bas shook his head, smiling. “You need more than luck, brother. You need prayer. I get the distinct impression that Lena likes her life just the way it is.”
    “I got that impression too, and I wanted to know why such a