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take off...zapped like a moth who finally reaches the light after a long, windy flight in the dark.”
    “Ouch.”
    “Yeah,” she said. “He was the biggest, dumbest jerk I’ve ever met, and I fell for him hook, line, and sinker.” She hooked her purse over her shoulder. “Come on. It’s time to show you how to shop for groceries.”
    Wow. She was good, he thought, as he followed her out of the kitchen. The way she looked at him while she’d told her moth story had made shivers run up his spine.
    Max shook his head finally convinced that the jerk wasn’t him. Any man who caused a woman that much heartache needed to be penalized for unsportsmanlike conduct.
     

 

     
     

    CHAPTER 3
     
     
    Max grabbed the keys to his car and asked Kari to wait while he took care of some unfinished business. Two minutes later, he ushered Joey down the stairs and told the young man that his fifteen minutes were up.
    “She won’t talk to me,” Joey said when they reached the landing where Kari was waiting.
    “Did you tell Breanne that you were wrong and that you are thrilled she’s going to have your baby?” Max wanted to know.
    The blank look on Joey’s face told them he’d done nothing of the sort.
    “I’m twenty-five years old,” Joey pointed out. “We’re too young to start a family. How would I support a kid when Breanne and I can hardly support ourselves?”
    Max gritted his teeth. “Maybe you should have thought of that before you had unprotected sex with my sister.”
    “I took all the necessary precautions.”
    “Are you telling me Breanne planned this pregnancy without your consent?”
    “I’m not sure what I’m telling you, except that maybe you should talk to your sister before you jump to conclusions.”
    Broken pottery crunched beneath Joey’s feet as he walked across the foyer and headed out the door.
    Max shoved all ten fingers through his hair. He looked at Kari. “Today has proven to be...interesting.”
    “I hope Joey and your sister can work things out,” Kari said, hoping the awkward moment would quickly pass since she felt as if she were intruding on a very private family moment.
    “Yeah, well, who knows?” Max asked. “Any man who would desert the mother of his child in her time of need is no man at all.”
    She nodded her agreement. And boy, did she agree. In fact now might be a good time to tell him everything, just lay it all on the line and see what Max had to say for himself, but she didn’t know where to start. And what would telling him do to her relationship with her daughter? Besides, he’d had his chance. She’d gone to see him the very day she found out she was pregnant, but he wasn’t home, so she left a letter with his mother...a letter telling Max that she was pregnant. Two months later, she sent a letter in the mail. She also sent a letter along with a picture of his daughter to the Condors’ franchise. But Max never contacted her. He made it very clear that he didn’t want to be a part of his daughter’s life.
    Max followed her outside, shut the front door and locked it, then headed down the steps just as Joey’s red truck disappeared through the gate at the bottom of the driveway.
    “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.
    She turned to face him. “Do what?”
    “Shop for food?”
    She arched an eyebrow. “We’re going to the grocery store. We’re not jumping out of a plane.”
    He shrugged. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
    She laughed.
    “In case you haven’t noticed,” he said, “I’m a celebrity of sorts.”
    This time she snorted. “And?”
    She headed toward her jeep but he gestured toward his car, which was just as well since the interior of her car was filled with appointment books, papers, and magazines.
    He opened the passenger door to his red convertible Porsche and waited for her to climb in. After they were both buckled in he turned on the ignition. “I’m single,” he said in answer to her question.
    She stared at him