A Man Like Morgan Kane

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his pockets, Morgan relaxed and followedBethanyas she started walking again. "But first, I need to get moved in with you and Anne Marie and set up things there. Can you stick around long enough for me to pack my bag Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    and say goodbye to Mother and Ida Mae?"
    Bethanypaused beside the pond. Instead of looking at Morgan, she glanced out across the pool's surface at the water lilies. The sunlight reflected off the decorative glass balls floating on the pond. "Are you moving in with us today?"
    "The sooner I'm on the job, the quicker we can begin our investigation. And the safer you'll be. I can't think of any reasonto delay, can you?" Morgan gripped her chin, lifting her face. "Unless there's someone who might object to your having one of your old lovers sleeping under your roof."
    Bethany's mouth opened on a shocked gasp. "Is that how you see yourself? As one of my old lovers?"
    She snorted, the sound a combination of chuckle and grunt. "Just who do you think might object to my having a bodyguard?"
    "Who's this business partner that has spent the night at your house? The one Anne Marie thinks is old enough to be her grandfather?"
    "Seth Renfrew. And despite what my daughter thinks, he isn't quite old enough to be her grandfather."
    "I see," Morgan said. "Will Seth object to your having a live-in bodyguard?"
    She could tell Morgan that Seth was one of her best friends and that the two of them loved each other dearly. She could also tell him that their relationship was strictly platonic. The only woman Seth had ever been in love with was Eileen Dow Farraday.
    "Seth loves me and he wants what's best for me."Bethanydidn't care how Morgan interpreted her comment. Let him think what he would. She owed him no explanations about her personal life.
    "And am I what's best for you?" Morgan lowered his head until his lips almost touched hers.
    "Right now, your being in my life is what's best for both me and my daughter."
    Before he could kiss her,Bethanypulled away from him and ran up the grass pathway. She could not—would not—allow Morgan Kane to seduce her.

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    When Morgan departed from his mother's home, he had Anne Marie in tow. She'd pleaded withBethany to let her ride with him. Following close behindBethany's white Mercedes, he soon realized that she lived farther than one block away.
    "Y'all don't still live in the house your parents bought right after they got married?" he asked.
    "Oh, no. After my father died, Mama sold their house in Redmont and we lived with Nana and Grandfather for a couple of years." Resting her head against the leather seat, Anne Marie looked up at the bright blue summer sky. "Then after Mama made a success of her first boutique, we bought a house of our own inForest Park."
    He hadn't known that Bethany and her child had lived with his parents. But then, he didn't know anything aboutBethany's life these past sixteen years. "Who took care of you? Ida Mae?"
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    "Sometimes, but most of the time I stayed at the boutique with Mama. By the time she opened her second shop, I was already in school."
    Morgan stole a glimpse ofBethany's child as she sat beside him, her face turned to worship the sun, her shoulder-length, golden brown hair blowing in the warm wind. She was a pretty girl, with strong, sculptured features and a long, lean, well-proportioned body. Large for her age, but then, that was another Morgan trait. Maturing young. He marveled again at how much Anne Marie resembled his mother. Indeed, she appeared to be a combination of Bethany and Claudia.
    "You must miss your father a great deal," Morgan said.
    "Not really," Anne Marie admitted. "I was just a little thing when he died. I can't remember Amery at all, and Mama never talks about him. I don't think they were very happy."
    "Haven't you ever asked your mother about him?"
    "Sure. And she's always

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