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wouldn’t want someone like Tiffany near his daughter. Which was a pretty sad state of affairs, he told himself. He was willing to date and sleep with Tiffany, but he wouldn’t want her hanging around his kid. So what had he seen in her in the first place?
    He thought about her perfect twenty-year-old body and got a little of the answer, although he didn’t like it. When had he gotten so damn shallow? Was this what he wanted Prominence Magazine to tell the world? Thank God he had Sabrina. He knew he could count on her. He also trusted her.
    Sabrina glanced at her watch. “You could still catch a flight to New York this evening. You’ll get in late, but that would allow you to see your mother tomorrow. I’m assuming you want this over as quickly as possible.”
    He nodded. “I want to get Anastasia in the next couple of days. She’s living with an aunt, and the woman has made it clear to everyone that she’s not interested in keeping the girl. That’s a hell of a thing for a twelve-year-old to know.”
    Sabrina stood up and started toward his desk. “Let me see what I can do about getting you a seat. One night in New York, or two?”
    â€œMake it two. I don’t know how long I’ll be with my mother, but I doubt we’ll have a big family reunion. I already know our conversation is going to make me angry, and I’ll need some time to get over it before going to Ohio. Oh, and book two seats, Sabrina. I want you to come with me.”
    His personal assistant looked at him. Wide blue eyes darkened slightly. “You want me to come with you while you talk to your mother?”
    â€œLet’s just say I haven’t lost my temper with her yet, but I’ve come close. If anything was going to push me over the edge, this would be it.”
    â€œI’m not big enough to wrestle you into submission.”
    â€œI know, but one of your icy stares is usually enough to remind me to behave.”
    â€œOkay. I’ll come, too. After all, I’m yours to command.”
    â€œCheap talk. I command you to stop winning on the stock market.”
    She blinked slowly. “I’m sorry. Did you say something? I heard a faint buzzing, but no real words.”
    â€œJust as I thought. Selective hearing.”
    â€œI listen when you say something worth paying attention to.”
    He pointed at the phone. “Get us seats. If you promise to behave, I’ll let you have the window.”
    â€œWhat a guy.”
    She picked up the phone on his desk and dialed from memory. While she talked with the airline, Cal crossed to the window and stared out. It was nearly dusk and lights were coming on all around him. He stared into the twilight and wondered about the little girl living somewhere north of here. What did she look like? He could barely remember Janice’s face, although other images were clear to him. The sound of her laughter, the feel of her hands on his body.
    There had been, he was willing to admit, an instant attraction between them. A fire that had burned hot and bright. He didn’t remember asking her out, though. At the time, it had sort of seemed to happen on its own. Now, with the hindsight of age, experience and knowledge, he wondered if it had really been that casual. Had she set him up from the beginning, then engineered the entire relationship?
    He remembered that the sex between them had been intense. With her claim of being on the pill, they hadn’t worried about precautions. She’d always been eager and willing. At times, she’d been the one pulling him into bed. He remembered being flattered by her attentions and what he’d thought at the time was her insatiable desire for him. Now herealized she had just been making sure she got pregnant. He’d been a fool.
    He remembered her tears when he’d left for graduate school, her promises to stay in touch. He remembered how he’d tried to call her, but her