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going to hit him again either, not so long as I have breath in my body.”
    Damon let her rant. He knew that she wasn’t lashing out at him but at the man who had hurt them. When she wiped at the tears on her cheeks for the second time, he got up and handed her a box of tissues that were on the end table next to the bed. He didn’t say a word, but returned to his chair while she blew her nose.
    “I haven’t a clue what this man has over you, if anythin g, but I do not work like that. I have never hit anyone except my brothers and believe me, they hit back. Co nnor and you are welcome here. I was only saying that Morgan loves him because he saved one of her sons a hard bump to the head and probably several stitches. She said she had never spent a more enjoyable afternoon wi th anyone as she had with him. He was polite and very generous with his time and patience with the boys . Y ou are raising a very fine boy there. As for what he shared with us, that is something that—”
    “I’m not going to give you anything more on our personal—”
    “That’s quite enough! You have been sna rling at me since you woke up. I am not this other man. I am Damon Grant. And if you continue to piss me off, I will not kiss you.”
    He stalked out of the room. Damon wasn’t sure which of them was more shocked, her or him. He didn’t have any idea why he’d said he was going to kiss her and until t hat very moment, he hadn’t had a ny clue he had even wanted to. But now that the thought had entered his head, he wo ndered what it would be like. He walked down to the other bedroom that Connor was in an d knocked on the door lightly. At his quiet, “it’s your house,” he went in.
    Connor was standing on a chair trying to tape up the poster he’d gotten today. Damon felt his heart leap to his throat, but didn’t move to pull him down. Instead, he walked up behind him and held the poster in place with his lo nger reach. The tape Connor had in his hand was wadded up and stuck to everything but his fingers. In frustration, he threw it in the trash.
    “Shouldn’t hang it anyway. I’ll ju st have to leave it when I go. Don’t know why I even wanted the stupid thing. Just got it ‘cause there was nothing else there to buy and she wanted me to have something.” He flopped down on the bed and left Damon standing there holding the poster.
    “Wait right here and I’ll be right back.” He went to his office and found some tac ks. He was nearly back to the room when he remembered something else, headed back to his room, and picked it up. Connor was wiping at his face when he walked in. Damon went to the desk and laid the tacks and book on the table, giving Connor space.
    “Damon, you think I could get something to drink? I’ll drink it in the kitche n and be real careful with it. I won’t make a mess.” Smiling, Damon thought he was a great kid.
    “Sure, but if you wait a second, we’ll hang this pos ter up and then I’ll join you. I thin k I could use some tea myself . Y ou want it ov er here or closer to the desk? I think this was a good choice, by the way. Having a poster with all the animals on it gives you lots of memories of them instead of one with just the pandas on it, I think.”
    He was quiet for a long time, so long tha t Damon turned to look at him. Connor was staring at the closet w ith his clothes hanging there. Damon thought h e looked sad and a bit lonely.
    “I’ve never had stuff before. Momma tried, but that bastard, he’d tear it up ‘cause it was mine. He didn’t want me, just Momma. He told her that if I were to die on the street, he’d not shed a tear, but be happy. She cried for so long that I didn’t think she’d ever quit. I don’t want to go, Damon. But Momma said that if we s tayed, you all might get hurt. He hurt her friend whe n we tried to get away before. Momma said that money and a badge is hard to fight. I guess she’s right, huh?”
    “Sometimes. But Connor, I’m not going to let