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had ended up paralyzed. Harrison could hardly fault her for believing her grandfather’s version of events and telling incoherent, inconsistent stories about how Michael was to blame.
    The consequence was this endless lawsuit. Since it was personal, a family member had to take the lead. Andrew was too busy chasing thrills and women to be much help with business or legal matters. Their cousin Jonathan was buried in a genetics research lab in Iceland. Their other cousin, Benjamin, Michael’s brother, had walked out on the family four years ago.
    Harrison had an MBA, a JD, and an overly developed sense of family responsibility. He was the lucky guy who got to handle the Edwards mess.
    The whole thing made his stomach churn.
    He’d finished the report on the club and was checking over some notes for the meeting when he heard a rustling from the bedroom.
    He glanced through the open double-doors to see Etta waking up.
    She smiled at him groggily, rubbing her face as she sat up. The sheet slid down farther, and his eyes dropped to her firm, rounded breasts.
    His body definitely liked the looks of them. A visual flashed into his mind—Etta arching, shuddering, and crying out in uninhibited passion last night as he’d made her come three more times with his fingers and mouth.
    He definitely shouldn’t be remembering that. Not now, with so much left to do. He shifted in his chair and called on his powers of concentration to dispel the erotic thoughts.
    Fortunately, Etta pulled up her sheet. “Are you working? At this time of night—morning—whatever it is?”
    He smiled at her astonished indignation. “You can sleep longer, if you want.”
    “Did you sleep at all?”
    “I slept enough. I’m just catching up.”
    He took a sip of coffee and returned to his laptop, but could feel her eyes on him still.
    Finally, she said, “Seriously, Harry, one hour of sleep is not enough. It’s ridiculous. If that’s what your job demands of you, you should think about quitting.”
    Clearly, she still didn’t know who he was, or she’d never have said something so impossible. The only way for Harrison to quit his job would be to quit the family, like Benjamin had.
    He would never do that.
    “I usually get more sleep. I was otherwise occupied last night.”
    She giggled, but her expression changed when she looked at the clock. “Actually, I better be getting back.”
    He glanced over as she climbed out of bed and picked up her scattered clothes. His eyes lingered on her body.
    Damn it—he still wanted her. Bad.
    “Where do you need to go? I can have a car take you—”
    “No need,” she said with a mischievous grin as she pulled her dress over her head. “My room’s just an elevator’s ride away.”
    His eyes widened. “You were staying here, too? Why didn’t you say so?”
    “Well, there was a small chance you’d turn out to be a creep. Then I wouldn’t want you to know where I was staying.”
    He chuckled and stood as she neared the desk and slipped on her shoes. Her hair was a tangle, and she smelled like sex. He was tempted to drag her back into the rumpled bed.
    “Thank you so much, Harry.” She smiled in that glowing way she had. “Seriously. It was wonderful. I’ll never forget it.”
    He was pretty sure he wasn’t going to forget it either. He leaned down to kiss her. “Since you’re staying here anyway, do you have any plans for this evening?”
    Her lilting laughter made her body vibrate against his. “Wasn’t it supposed to be a one-night stand?”
    “Nothing wrong with having two in a row.” He pulled a pink sweet pea from the vase and wrapped her fingers around the stem.
    It was a foolish, sappy gesture, and it made him cringe when he realized what he’d done.
    She evidently appreciated it, though. She blushed and lowered her eyes, holding the sweet pea like it might break. “I’ll think about it.” Then her eyes darted up and she teased, “Is the flower for the deflowering?”
    He was