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for myself right now.”
    “Understandable, and I don’t think poorly of you for wanting to do what you think is right by your family. I have a mom and grandma myself, and there isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do for them. The only difference is that they would never ask me to do something that would make me unhappy. My mom has been at my back every step of the way the last few years, and before that she stood in front of me, protecting me.”
    “Must be nice to have so much unconditional love.”
    “Don’t you?”
                  “I do. Just not from the Harpers, I guess,” I admit, looking away with a whole lot of shame coursing through me.
                  “And you still want that?” he asks softly.
    “Yes. It’s silly, I know. I mean they’ve never really been the Bradys and I know I shouldn’t expect more. Hell, I knew when I was five years old that my parents aren’t exactly warm people. My two eldest brothers and younger sisters moved away straight out of school to make their own way and get out of the house. Only Daisy still sticks around, and that’s only because her and mother seem to get along so well.”
    “Then why?” he asks.
    I almost come right out of my skin when I feel his hand engulf mine where it’s laying along the sofa back, his thumb stroking my palm lightly, soothingly.
    I feel anything but soothed but I don’t dare pull away as I savor the contact and will my lungs to work.
    “I guess I just want something, ya know? I’ve always been a bit of a romantic.” I snort, catching sight of Patrick on the screen as he strokes a hand across Baby’s armpit.
    The thought sends shivers through me and I wonder what it would feel like to have Paul Summers touching me that way, so focused on me, stroking my skin with all that need and pent-up lust.
    “That’s not a bad thing, Dot, so never say it as if it’s an insult or failing. Romance and dreams are good things to have. I have dreams too, I just always make sure no one else ever has the power to take them from me again.”
    “Yeah?”
    Somehow I may have misjudged Paul Summers. Where I’d assumed he was some rich billionaire tycoon with a love for deals and power, I get the impression that he’s more simple and complicated than that.
    “Sure.”
    “How? How do you get them to see you and listen?” I whisper, gulping when his fingers reach the tender skin of my wrist and press into the pulse there.
    My heart is beating so hard and fast it hurts my chest, but I’m spellbound as he holds my gaze and seems to look right into my soul.
    “You take what you want, Dot. That simple.”
    The sexual tension ramps up, hard, fast, and I revel in it even as my breath stalls when he inches closer, stopping an inch away, his breath fanning my lips.
    “What if what I want isn’t a good idea?”
    I could kiss him right now and I know he’d kiss me back. I know he wants me. Besides him telling me that night in the limo, I can see it in the way his eyes darken and he seems a breath away from devouring me.
    “Oh, baby, sometimes the things that are bad are the most worth having. Tell me what you want and I’ll help you have it.”
    He’s not talking about dreams or freedom here. It’s all about the heat and lust pulsing between us. For once in my life I want to forget each and every obligation and worry and just go with what I want.
    I want to be the dorky girl who can’t dance but gets the guy anyway. I want to have one night of pleasure and dreams, just to chase away the pain in my heart because I know I’ll be losing Mother and Father soon enough, one dream broken and crushed.
                  “I want you.”
    His eyes go hard and so hot, I feel ablaze with the need settling between my legs, the wet slide of my excitement perfuming the air around us.
    Paul’s mouth tips up for the briefest second before he leans in and lays the softest kiss across my lips.
    Then he pulls back an inch and gives me a