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pointed out. “I work because I’m not some stupid little socialite who wants to do nothing more than sit on her hands all day while the rest of the world truly lives. I enjoy my job, the challenge of it, the opportunity to learn new things, and the chance to meet new people. I get to be creative and I won’t ever be like my mother.”
    She looked down, but she could practically feel his smile burning into her skull. It didn’t matter whether she snapped at him or batted her eyelashes. Cam was an easygoing guy, and it was nearly impossible to ruffle his feathers.
    When she looked back up, his smile was gone, but his eyes were hot. He reached across the table and took her hand. She pulled against him for a moment and then decided she was too dignified to struggle with this man in public, so instead she sent him an infuriated gaze and let her hand go limp.
    “What do you think you’re doing?” she said between clenched teeth.
    His eyes traveled over her face, then rested on her mouth, the look so intense, it sent a lingering pulse straight to her core. Her tongue came out and wetted her lips, making his eyes blaze even hotter.
    “Why do you continually fight me at each and every turn?” he asked her huskily.
    “Because I don’t like being manhandled,” she snapped.
    “Damn! Do you realize how tempting you are with fire shooting out of your eyes? You’re magnificent,” he said in an awed whisper.
    “So I’m cute when I’m mad? Well, you’re . . . you are . . . you’re insufferable,” she retorted, the anger draining. It was hard to stay upset when a man you desired was looking at you as if you were the main course.
    “If you really felt that way about me, you wouldn’t be so turned on by just a few words and my touch on your hand, Grace. You’re fighting yourself as much as you’re fighting me. If I thought this was all one-way, I would have dropped it long ago.”
    For a brief moment, he gave her a glimpse of the boy she used to know. His eyes were full of sincerity instead of arrogance, and his touch on her hand had softened. Beneath his layers of power, he was still the boy who had once been her lover and friend. She had tried to forget that, but she’d found, over the years, that it was an impossible task.
    “Maybe I just feel trapped, Camden.”
    Finally, he released her hand. “I don’t think so. I just think you’re afraid and that’s why you constantly run from me.”
    “I wasn’t the one who ran first, Cam,” she said, hating the sorrow this caused her. “But you seem to have quickly forgotten that.” So much pain accompanied these words.
    “Grace . . .” He trailed off, obviously at a loss for what to say.
    There wasn’t anything to say. There was nothing he could do to make up for what he’d done to her. They both knew it. She couldn’t keep fighting with this man.
    “Do whatever you want, Cam, but I’m done with this conversation. Thanks for lunch.”
    With that, she stood up and did exactly as her mother had done—walked out and left him with the bill. And she couldn’t help but feel a small measure of satisfaction at besting him.

It seemed that Cam was spending as much time as his brother was at the hospital where Spence was a top-rated heart surgeon. Although at one time the smells and sounds had set off unpleasant thoughts for Cam, now they were a comfort for him. He waited for Spence to focus back on him before speaking.
    “Have you ever done anything that you regret?”
    Spence gave him a look as if trying to figure out if Cam was serious or not before he considered his words.
    “Only about a thousand times,” Spence said. But he held up his hand before Cam could speak. “But then I realize that those mistakes I’ve made along the road of life have shaped me into who I am today. So, even though I might have regrets, I also appreciate those mistakes.”
    “That makes absolutely no sense,” Cam said. “If you regret doing it, then how can you also