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of comfortable, secure, forever love. I wanted that kind of love. Had always wanted it. But something inside me was missing. I was getting irritable with you. With your mom. Starting to feel trapped. While at the same time craving every minute I spent with you both and missing you every minute I was away.”
    She listened. Needing something from him. Just not sure what he could give her that could help.
    â€œI guess I thought that I could fill the hole inside with the excitement of meaningless afternoon liaisons, and then come home to the perfect life.”
    â€œHow’d that work out for you?”
    â€œYou want the truth?”
    â€œYes.” She’d asked. And she braced herself.
    â€œFor the first several years, it worked out just fine. Better than I’d imagined.”
    She’d asked. Struggled to breathe. “Y... Y...” Her throat was dry. “Years?” Marie glanced at her newly cleaned pots, wishing for a sip of water. Standing, she steadied herself with a hand on the small brown wood pedestal table and then pushed off toward the counter.
    â€œYou asked.”
    All those years, when he was swearing his fidelity, begging to be let back into the family, he’d been...
    â€œWhat made it not work anymore?” She was an observer of a tragic accident now. Watching with horror, but needing to see.
    â€œI got caught.”
    Thank goodness she was close enough to the counter. It caught her as she swayed backward. She leaned there. Letting it take her weight. “You mean you were unfaithful for years
before
Mom knew?”
    â€œFrom before you were born.”
    She wanted to die. To cry. To pull the covers over her head and stay unaware forever.
    But she couldn’t.
    If Liam Connelly turned out to be anything like what she feared he was... He’d once told her and Gabi that he’d never been in a relationship for more than a few months before he started to feel attraction to other women...
    Other women like his editor? Was it too late already? Her parents had only been married a year before she came along.
    But Liam adored Gabi. And...
    Some men were just seemingly born to cheat.
    Or her perceptions were too skewed to see reality.
    Whatever. One thing was for sure. She was going to stand up. Be strong.
    She was going to be ready if Gabi needed her.
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CHAPTER TWO
    A T 1:22  A . M ., Miss Sailor Harcourt, twenty-five-year-old heiress to a $2.3 billion fortune, texted him.
    Sorry I’m keeping you so late.
    His job didn’t entail a response to Sailor’s comment. He was being paid to keep her safe. Not happy.
    When he heard his phone buzz again, every nerve in his body went on alert.
    Something was going on. Sailor, who obviously found him a nuisance, usually ignored him.
    The man I’m with doesn’t know I have a bodyguard. He doesn’t know I’m related to Rod Harcourt or that I’m rich enough to need protection.
    He didn’t need a blow-by-blow of her evening. He’d prefer if she’d get her butt outside, into his car and let him take her home. He had to be back to get her in a matter of hours to take her to the airport.
    He’s asked me out to breakfast. I’ve agreed to go.
    The third text had him out of his car, gaze glued to the door of the club. And then, ready to move, he texted her back.
    You ride with me.
    No.
    This isn’t my deal. You made the deal with your father. You go out only if I drive you. I’m just doing my job.
    His fingers might be overly large, but they could text as fast as any kid’s. Came from a lot of hours on surveillance, sitting in his car with only his phone for company.
    His phone buzzed again.
    I know. I’m an adult. My father can’t make me get in a car with anyone. Or prevent me from doing so, either.
    He can take away your allowance.
    This wasn’t Elliott’s first time chaperoning the spoiled heiress.
    I’m twenty-five. I have access to my trust. And