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darling.” And she knew he would figure it out too. He always had been determined and focused as a child. He persisted until he got what he wanted. Very tenacious. He was very good at what he did. Since becoming co-chair of the board last year, he had taken over most of the day to day operations of the casino. He was born for this position. She was more than willing to give him the lead on this even though it was hard to cut the strings, but she knew it was something she needed to do. For him. For the casino, and for her people. She’d been grooming him for this his whole life. And he was ready. Even if he was a tad hot headed at times. That he got from her.
    “Are you sure this is all that’s bothering you?” Again, it was her intuition that made her ask.
    He saw her slightly raised eyebrow and knew if he didn’t distract her soon she’d ask about Aliya. She’d been dropping hints about it often enough. His sex life was off limits. Aliya included. He still couldn’t fathom her rejection of him, and the cold shoulder he’d been given whenever their paths crossed was grating on him, though he refused to admit it. “I am fine.” He rushed forward and stooped down to press a kiss to his Mom’s cheek, then stood back up to his full height of five foot eleven.
    Tawny watched her confidant son leave the board room. Her head told her he’d be able to handle it, but she also sensed that it was ‘this’ something else that was bothering him. Her gut told her to pay close attention to her family this week before she parted for her vacation. And she had been looking forward to it immensely. She was always so focused and driven, and this yearly respite was something she needed to rejuvenate.
    But she didn’t leave for her yearly trip for another week. In the meantime she would keep close tabs on her children. And Simon too. Her son’s instincts about him were mirroring her own, but perhaps not for the same reasons. She just expressed herself much more diplomatically now that she was older, and wiser. When it came to handling men, in business or politics, she was as adept as they came. Forty eight years of life throwing you all kinds of challenges made one stronger and more patient. But it was tiresome too. Her age might be catching up to her. Sighing, she left the board room. Forty-eight! She couldn’t believe how time had flown. Well, forty eight wasn’t that old she reminded herself. She still had a lot of living left to do.

Chapter 4
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    A liya let out an exasperated breath. It seemed like every time she turned around Jonathan showed up. And each and every single time it brought back that night of passion they shared. The butterflies in her stomach took wing, and she knew the attraction she felt for him when he was near was something she needed to suppress. Now more than ever, but it was getting harder and harder to resist.
    It was annoying as hell that she couldn’t seem to go through a single day and not find him watching her. He showed up at her practices. He’d been to three performances in the last week and a half. She’d even found him outside her dressing room talking to one of the other dancers when she’d left last night. But he hadn’t approached her or tried to persuade her into a repeat performance. That was something at least, she told herself while she pushed a lock of hair out of her face. No, he hadn’t even waved or nodded in her direction when she’d passed him last night in the hallway. He’d been talking with Sharla. The slut. Well, that’s what everybody called her behind her back. She had quite the reputation, and as hard as Aliya tried to ignore it, she felt just a twinge of jealousy that Jonathan had moved on so quickly. And to such an easy outlet too.
    She finished demonstrating the move she wanted the dancers to perform. And at their nods, she stopped and watched them try it a few times. Jonathan . He was never far from her thoughts. But since she’d explained things, that she