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comes up, you can reach me on my cell
phone."

He disconnected the call and felt a surprising weariness at the thought
of his brother. Ben had always marched to a different drummer, as they
said—and generally it was to any drummer that was sure to make his
family crazy.

Their mother had wept for weeks when Ben announced he was moving to
Texas and was going into law enforcement. Then she'd nearly gone into
seclusion when a few years later he had taken an assignment with an
undercover vice unit in El Paso.

There were times Sterling felt that Ben was doing everything he could
to erase who he was. He had
made it clear he wanted nothing to do with Prescott Media.

But now something had gone bad with an undercover operation. Ben
wouldn't talk to anyone about
what had happened, or about having taken a leave of absence from the
force.

The family was worried. And it was Sterling's job to bring the younger
son back into the fold. As far as Sterling was concerned, the timing
couldn't be better. Ben was having doubts or maybe concerns at the same
time Sterling had a deal to close. Coming to El Paso had been the
perfect opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. Secure the
station, and show Ben the greatness of Prescott Media in action.

He had no doubt he could have a contract in hand and Ben heading home
in a day, if not two.

If only he could get that woman out of his mind.

A knock on his door saved him from his thoughts.

The minute his brother entered, Sterling felt a smile pull at his lips.
The younger man looked just like
him, though while Sterling knew he was a large man and in good shape,
Ben wore danger like a second skin.

He had the same dark hair, the same dark eyes, but one of his brows was
sliced by a thin scar. It was amazing he hadn't lost an eye. The first
time their mother had seen it, she had just about passed out. Their
sister, and the only other child in the family, had smiled knowingly
and finished their mother off
by stating that women's panties must melt away at the mere sight of
that scar.

Their father had grumbled and returned his attention to the miniature
military figures he built. Their grandmother had hid a smile.

But Ben wouldn't have made anyone smile this morning. He looked mean
and spent. Sterling felt true concern as he shook his brother's hand.

"Ben," he greeted.

"Sterling." Ben shoved his hands in his jeans pockets. "What brings you
to town?" He asked the question with a hard edge, as if he didn't want
to hear the answer. "I told Mother that I'm not coming home."

"Ah, you think she sent me here."

"Didn't she?"

Sterling avoided the question. "I'm here because I have a deal to
close."

"I thought Trey Tanner was your henchman."

"Trey went soft on me. But we don't need to go into that. I'm meeting
with the station personnel in an hour, at ten. Why don't you come with
me?"

"Sterling, how many times do I have to tell you I'm not interested in
the business?"

"I know you're not. But I thought we could go to lunch after the
meeting is over."

"I'll meet you wherever you want."

"Unfortunately, I don't have a car."

"What, no limos available?"

"Funny. But I really did want to see you. Besides, humor me. I thought
that if you came to the meeting,
I could impress you with how great Prescott Media really is."
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"I'd like two eggs, scrambled, bacon, hash browns, and a large orange
juice."

"What kind of toast?"

"White. No, make that wheat." Chloe hesitated, trying to decide one
last thing, then plunged ahead.
"And a side order of pancakes. Please."

"What?" she demanded when she noticed Kate and Julia smirking at her.

"You must have some serious emergency to need all of that," Kate
offered.

"I'm hungry."

"And you ordered to prove it," Julia quipped.

True, but since she had sworn off even so much as speaking to another
man again after the debacle last night, what did fat thighs matter
anyway?

This morning there wasn't a trace left of the woman from last night.
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