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city beyond the large, wall-to-wall windows.
    “This way.” He gestured toward a couch and chairs overlooking the view.
    She sat down in an easy chair, facing the couch.
    “I called ahead to have a pitcher of white wine sangria sent up. If there’s something else you’d rather have, I can call down for it.”
    “No, that will be fine, thanks.”
    He walked to a table along the wall where a frosty pitcher and two tall stemmed glasses stood. He filled them both, then handed her one and sat down on the couch.
    “We were talking about what happened in Chicago.” He sipped his drink then set it on the oval glass coffee table in front of them.
    “Yes, we were.” She sat, tight-lipped, waiting for his next move.
    “Jessica, I’m sorry I sent you home early. As soon as I did it, I regretted it.”
    Her eyebrows arched. “Why?”
    “Because I missed you. Because I wanted you with me.” He sighed and locked gazes with her. “Because something special did happen that night, and it scared the hell out of me. Even if I hadn’t found out Rafe was the man you’d fallen in love with, it would have been difficult. You’ve said all along that all you wanted was a physical relationship. And I agreed to that. But with Rafe in the picture…” He shrugged. “I didn’t want a woman to come between us again. So I sent you back, knowing I was sending you back to Rafe.”
    She gripped her glass tightly. She’d already figured all this out and she was sure this wasn’t the only reason Dane had called her tonight, so where was this going? Did he simply want to make it official that they would no longer be lovers?
    “But after you left,” he continued, “I realized that as much as I value my brother’s happiness…” He gazed at her, his expression solemn. “Mine is important, too.”
    Her chest tightened.
    “So I need to ask you a question.”
    She stared at him, breath held.
    “Are you in love with Rafe?”
    She put down her drink and stood up, then paced across the room. “That’s not an easy question to answer.”
    “It should be.”
    She glanced toward him. “I loved Storm.”
    “Storm and Rafe are the same person.”
    “That’s not exactly true. As Storm, he was this free-and-easy guitar player with tattoos and a motorcycle, but now he wears a business suit and helps run a major corporation. I feel like the man I was in love with didn’t actually exist, and I’m still struggling to make sense of this new version of him and trying to make it fit with everything I thought I knew.”
    “I’m sure you’ll adjust to the change. He can still play the guitar, and I’m sure his tattoos haven’t gone anywhere.” He stood up and stepped toward her. “You know, you’re just kidding yourself if you think the difference in lifestyle makes him a different person. Rafe has always been free and easy. At least, as much as our father would allow. That’s why he broke away from all this.” He glanced around the room. “In his heart, I’m certain that he’s the exact same person you came to know as Storm. In fact, you probably got to know the real Rafe better than anyone ever has because with you he was being who he truly wanted to be.”
    “So you’re saying that if I don’t love him as Rafe, I never really loved him as Storm.”
    He shrugged. “I can’t know that. Maybe you do love him, but you’re still running scared. He walked out on you once, maybe he’ll do it again. You don’t want to be hurt. That’s why you insisted things be only physical between us. I understood that.”
    Oh, God. She didn’t know how she felt about Rafe, but if she told Dane that, he might pursue her. A part of her was over the moon about that, but another part was scared stiff. She didn’t know what she felt. For either man.
    “Rafe proposed,” she blurted.
    His gaze darted to her left hand. “Did you accept?”
    She folded her hands together, conscious of her naked ring finger. “No.” At his smile, she added quickly,