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was sheer foolishness to become this enamored with a man she had only met a couple of days ago, and the very thought that she had gone so far as to dream about him making love to her was totally unacceptable.
    No matter how intense the sexual longings invading her body, she had to get a grip. And more than anything, she had to remember that men couldn’t be depended on to always do the right thing. Sam had proven that to her in a big way, and so hadher father. He had let her down when he’d meekly gone along with her mother’s treatment of her when she’d gotten pregnant.
    Moments later when she stepped out of the shower, dried off and donned a fresh nightgown, she had to concede that the water hadn’t washed any thoughts of Chance from her mind. She had a feeling that even when she went back to bed she wouldn’t experience anything close to a peaceful sleep.

Chapter 3
     
     
    “Y ou actually invited Marcus and his father for dinner on Sunday!”
    Kylie lifted a brow as she washed her hands in the kitchen sink. Surprised at the excitement she heard in her daughter’s voice, she turned to meet her gaze. “I take it that you don’t have a problem with it.”
    The enthusiasm in Tiffany’s voice dropped a degree when she shrugged her shoulders and said, “No, why should I? Just as long as you and Mr. Steele aren’t going to try and break us up, because it won’t happen. Marcus and I are—”
    “Madly in love,” Kylie rushed in to finish, stifling her anger as she dried her hands. “I know.” If she heard her daughter exclaim the depth of her love for Marcus Steele one more time she would scream.
    “I thought it would be a good idea for me to finally meet Marcus, considering how you feel about him,” Kylie said.
    “Why is Mr. Steele coming?”
    “Because he’s Marcus’s father and, like me, he wants what’s best for his child.”
    “Oh, then, he won’t have to worry about a thing because I am the best.”
    Kylie rolled her eyes thinking her daughter was getting conceited lately—another of Sam’s traits rearing its ugly head.
    “So the two of you have been talking a lot?”
    Kylie frowned as she began making the pancakes for breakfast. “The two of who?”
    “You and Mr. Steele.”
    “More than we’ve wanted to, I’m sure,” Kylie said with forced calmness. The last thing her daughter needed to know was just what an impact Chance Steele was having on her. Just as she’d figured last night, she hadn’t been able to go back to sleep without visions of him dancing around in her head.
    “How does he look?”
    Many of the descriptive words that came to mind she couldn’t possibly share with her daughter. “He’s handsome, so I take it that Marcus is handsome, too.”
    Tiffany beamed. “Yes, of course.” Then seconds later she said, “I heard Mr. Steele is nice.”
    Kylie expelled a deep breath. “I don’t know him well enough to form an opinion but I have no reason to think that he’s not.” Although she pretended nonchalance, she couldn’t stop herself from glancing over at Tiffany and asking, “Who told you he was nice?”
    “Marcus. He thinks the world of his father.”
    Kylie’s first reaction at hearing that statement was to ask why, if Marcus thought the world of his dad, he was causing Chance so much grief.
    “He doesn’t date much.”
    “Who?”
    “Mr. Steele.”
    With his good looks and fine body, Kylie found that hard to believe. “Don’t you think you need to start getting dressed for school?” she prompted, not wanting to discuss Chance any longer.
    Tiffany nodded. “I’ll be back in time for pancakes,” she said as she rushed out of the kitchen.
    When she was gone, Kylie leaned against thecounter wondering why Chance had dominated their conversation. Was there a possibility that Tiffany was nervous about meeting Marcus’s father? She couldn’t help but remember the first time Sam had taken her to meet his parents. They hadn’t been impressed with her and