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gave the landscape a rather dreamy effect.
    Nothing like she’d see in the harsh environment of New York City. She’d been there so long now that she almost forgot what a true fall looked like. She supposed she never really had time to appreciate the beauty of it when she was younger. Fall was always a signal that winter was on its way, and that was her least favorite season of all.
    Back then, the changing leaves were a sign of bad things coming.
    She hoped that wasn’t the case anymore. Maybe now it was a sign of good things coming her way. Preferably two million good things coming her way.
    She glanced at the GPS on her phone and saw that the next turn was still five miles up. It seemed as if she’d already been driving through the forests of Maine forever. It was strange to go so long without any sign of civilization, but she supposed a reclusive billionaire would go as far as possible away from people. She was half surprised he wasn’t out in the middle of the Arizona desert.
    Now that would’ve been a boring drive.
    She still had no idea what she was going to say when she saw Rourke. Hey, your kiss was fantastic—why don’t you come back to the city with me and reunite with your brothers? That was going to go over well.
    It would help if she knew what had come between the men in the first place, but Luke and Michael had remained tight-lipped. They’d insisted it was in the past and didn’t matter for what she was trying to do.
    Which told her one very important thing. Whatever happened, Michael and Luke were ashamed. Which meant it was really bad and they still felt bad about it to this day. So the job of getting Rourke to come to the city and reconcile was probably impossible.
    But, hey, for two million dollars, she’d at least try.
    She was kind of surprised Rourke wasn’t in Georgia. That was his childhood home and his family name was renowned in the whole county. But everyone knowing your name wasn’t exactly great for being reclusive.
    Cali didn’t have time to deal with a melodramatic poor little rich boy. The outcome of his decision was going to affect the rest of her life, and she wasn’t going to take no for an answer if she could help it.
    After another half an hour of driving, she finally reached the address that Luke had given her. She brought the car to a stop a few yards away from the driveway and looked up at the house.
    It wasn’t what she expected. She’d half thought Rourke would be living in some dilapidated mansion that was all dark and moody. But the historical Victorian was the exact opposite of dark and moody. The wooden siding was a bright white that was obviously well maintained. The wraparound porch had blue floorboards that added to the ocean atmosphere. She couldn’t see the water from the road but knew from looking at the maps that the house was on a bay.
    The house was three stories tall and she had no idea whether there was a basement. Seemed rather large for one guy to have all to himself.
    That was, assuming it was just one guy. Luke and Michael hadn’t seen or spoken to Rourke in years. What if he had a family here? A little wife and kids all living off of his old family money in this perfect little house on the ocean. Or a bay that fed into the ocean. Did that still count as ocean?
    Well, it couldn’t be that happy of a family if he was making out with random women in the city. It would make for an awkward conversation if some housewife did answer the door, but she had handled more awkward conversations in her time with the Devereaux brothers.
    She just needed to get up the nerve, walk up to the door and ring the bell. She could do this.
    But her foot couldn’t manage to step on the gas pedal to bring her closer to the house.
    That was fine. She could walk the rest of the way. No big deal. She’d had to entertain some of the most famous people in the city. She could handle this one guy. She stepped out of the car and put one foot in front of the other.
    So what if