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wanted to keep these family
secrets from you as long as possible. She left instructions that you should be
told everything when you came to Night and Night for help with Victoria.”
    Cadence rose and went to the window. What he’d told her
would take time to digest. Her mother had insisted on secrecy and her plan had
worked.
    The morning sun glinted off the tallest building in
Manhattan.
    “You know I’ve lived in the city most of my life and I’ve
never been to the top of the Empire State Building?” she said.
    “It’s a sight nobody should miss,” he said.
    “Yeah. I’ve heard.”
    “Sit down, Cadence. There’s more I need to tell you.”
    “More? What else is there?”
    One look and she saw how serious he was. Obediently, she sat
down.
    “I’m sorry. I know this isn’t easy for you,” Preston said.
There was a kindness to him she hadn’t expected.
    Cadence shrugged. Victoria and the mayor? She hadn’t had a
clue. What other gems did Preston have to tell her?
     
    Preston had taken this client because he’d thought it would
be textbook trust law and because he’d wanted to see Cadence Burke again, maybe
get to know her now that she was no longer the mayor’s daughter and he was no
longer a shy, skinny kid from the wrong side of town.
    It’d been a mistake. He shouldn’t have stepped in for his
mother, who had worked the trust and intimately knew the details. Mother was so
much better at managing clients with emotional baggage. There was nothing he
could do to make this easy for Cadence.
    As Preston had watched Cadence’s reaction to the news her
father was a cheat, how the man had omitted her from collecting her share of
his estate, how a stepmother had cunningly manipulated the Burkes for her own
gain, he had seen how close Cadence was to collapsing.
    She looked fearful, even vulnerable, and his instincts to
protect her kicked in big-time.
    Unfortunately, so did his male hormones. He’d seen the way
she looked at him when he arrived. She looked ready to jump his bones and fuck
him into next week—until he’d introduced himself. Then she’d clammed up tight.
    Cadence was gorgeous, stellar, every bit the beauty he’d
remembered. He hid a raging hard-on, with the folders containing her files
placed strategically in his lap.
    He hadn’t expected his reaction to her to be so strong. All
those years ago he’d wanted her but he’d given up. Now, having her next to him,
smelling her perfume, he was bitten bad. He wanted to pick her up, set her ass
on the table, spread her legs and show her exactly what he’d seen in her gaze
earlier—blazing hot desire, need, pleasure.
    He struggled to keep his legendary cool.
    He watched as she sipped her water. He wanted to touch her
moist mouth, to lick her full, red lips. Those lips called to him to be kissed,
caressed, devoured.
    The white, crisp blouse she wore was unbuttoned to where her
luscious breasts were just hidden from view. He couldn’t help glancing down to
see a hint of rounded flesh. Hoped for a turn of hard nipple. His cock
twitched, blood pumping through its length. He cleared his throat as if that
might help.
    Despite knowing his response was all wrong and he’d be a
fool to pursue her, he wanted her.
    He had to keep from groaning out loud. Here she was giving
him her trust, basic stuff in any client relationship, crucial in this one, and
all he could do was think about ripping her clothes off.
    What the hell are you doing, pal? She’s a client, for crying
out load. She’s in a very vulnerable state right now and you are here to help,
not undress her!
    Preston gulped down his ice water. The women he dated were
spoiled and rich, and every one a player. He gave as good as he got, treated
his ladies like goddesses, but he was always the one who walked away.
    For God’s sake, man. What are you thinking? You’re going
to hit on the mayor’s daughter?
    Oh, yeah.
    He’d let her take the lead. If she wanted, he would show her
a good time.