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recording contract, then possibly a tour after that. Is this woman really worth throwing it all away for?”
    Ian looked at his mother with a crooked grin while she regained her composure. “Are you finished? Can I speak now?” Marian gave a pouting nod. “I’ve talked with one of Lily’s friends and she’s flying in tomorrow to meet me. She has a lead on where Lily might have gone after talking to her this morning.”
    “Now there’s another woman you know nothing about, dragging you to God knows where to find the girl who ripped your heart from your chest!”
    “Mother, Rebecca is an FBI agent who has far more resources than I do.”
    “FBI?” The vein in Marian’s neck was throbbing in terror. “Is this Lily some sort of fugitive or something?”
    “Of course not. Rebecca is just an old friend of Lily’s from Portland.”
    “Oregon?” Marian shuddered. “Some lumberjack law woman traipsing cross country with my son? Absolutely not!”
    “Mother, Lily is not a Hampton socialite, but that doesn’t mean she’s not worth looking for. I am sick of your ego based bigotry. I love Lily, and whether she’s from Boston or Portland never mattered to me. I’m going after her.”
    “Good for you, son.” Ian’s father, Bradford Holt, appeared at the den’s doorway, and walked over to take his wife’s hand. “We’ve always taught him to go after what means most to him in this life. If this Lily completes him half as much as you complete me, she’s got to be worth it.”
    Marian started to tear up as she embraced Bradford.
    “Thanks, Dad.”
    “Just let us know if you get married so your mother knows when to put an announcement in the paper.”
    “I will.” Marian left Bradford’s arms for Ian’s. “I’ll be fine. There are just a few things I need to get from the guest house.”
    “Go on, son. Your mother has plenty of guests to attend to before this New Year’s is over.”
    Ian shook his father’s hand after he was released from his mother’s rib crushing embrace. He began to sneak out the side door, before making a beeline for the guest house.
    When he reached his destination, he realized nothing had been touched. He had forbidden his mother from gathering the staff to clean out the place and he was surprised she actually granted his request.
    He walked into the closet, practically tripping over the mounds of untouched laundry and quickly filled his largest suitcase with thermals and sweaters. Heavy coats, jeans, thick pairs of socks, long underwear, and several pairs of boots were also crammed in before he finally zipped it shut.
    He hauled the suitcase out into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Looking around the room, he couldn’t help but think about what the following day would hold. Feeling hopeful for the first time in a long time, he smiled as one of his favorite memories crept up on him.

    Ian had only known Lily for six weeks, but somehow, it already felt like a lifetime. He stood in the doorway watching, as she towel dried her damp body; the caramel color of her bikini a stark contrast to her alabaster skin. Their midnight swim had put them in the mood for a much more exciting evening.
    He stepped behind her, trailing a line of kisses across her shoulder. She let out a soft moan as her towel hit the floor. He continued the trail down her arm towards her elbow, her cool skin warmed with each kiss, causing a rosy blush to push to the surface. Before he could make it to his destination, she took her arm from his grasp and turned to face him, locking her arms behind his head. She teased her fingers through the wet hair that lay across the back of his neck. His hands moved to her waist, tempting themselves to pull at her bikini bottoms. He heard her sigh as her gaze fell to the floor, he brought his finger up underneath her chin.
    “What is it?” He questioned as his kisses caressed her cheek.
    Her chestnut eyes sparkled with flecks of golden hues as they met his in a moment