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see where Foster lived. They had been meeting for lunches or dinners and the past week Dagney had been meeting without her beau in tow. He knew why now.
                  Foster came to the door and said, “Well this is unexpected. Come in.”
                  Bruce realized at that moment, his little sister was hiding behind him. “Both of us?”
                  “Both?” He let out a heavy sigh as Dagney made herself visible. He left the door open and walked into the house.
                  “This is a really nice place you have here.” Bruce tried for the small talk approach as he put both of his hands on Dagney’s arms and moved her to stand in front of him rather than behind him.
                  “It’s lovely, really.” Foster motioned for them to come farther into the house. He was heading towards the back.
                  “Why are you hiding?” Bruce whispered.
                  “I’m nervous. In my normal clothes I could be nervous and not worry. In this stupid outfit I feel like…” She looked down at the pretty dress she had on and the heels.
                  “Vulnerable? Like a lady? You can’t just bluster through your feelings?” He shook his head no. “Pretend you are in jeans and a t-shirt Dags. Take the shoes off so you can feel more like yourself.”
                  “People have started to put pictures of us up on the internet.” She frowned.
                  Bruce chuckled. “Get used to it. Stop looking. The public isn’t sleeping with him Dagney, you are.”
                  “I know he says it, but Bruce I’m not…” She teared up again.
                  “You’re not…Oh, Dags. Come here.” He pulled her in for a big bear hug. “You are. You always have been. You were cute as a kid, you didn’t have that really awkward stage as a teenager, and you are beautiful as a woman. One of the reasons I never brought you around more people in college is because they would say inappropriate things not realizing you were my sister.”
                  “What’s this?” Foster asked. He looked at Dagney, but didn’t look at her. The guy was crushed and it was obvious he feared she would finish the job.
                  “She was nervous about what I would say about your proposal. It’s soon, you know. I told her to follow her heart.” Bruce set her away from him. She pushed her hands over her cheeks wiping the tears. “You have my blessing.”
                  “She doesn’t want to marry me, mate.” Foster turned and walked back towards the back door.
                  “Dagney. Tell him. Tell him the truth.” Bruce pushed her towards Foster. He had stopped upon hearing that. He didn’t turn around to face them.
                  “I want to marry you. I am just afraid…”
                  “You’re breaking my heart, luv. Shredding it like a paper in one of those machines,” he said it low and solemnly. “I told you I’d delay the tour if you needed more time. I just wanted to protect you; to be sure you were treated properly at all times.”
                  He walked out the back door and onto the beach.
                  Dagney looked at Bruce. “I don’t know, kid. Tell him you found some tape. He’s a musician. I guess that makes his heartbreak more dramatic than every one else’s. Do you want me to go kick his ass?”
                  She smiled, laughed. “No.”
                  “Then do something about it, because I don’t like seeing you cry. I feel bad for him, but you’re my concern here.” He put his hands on his hips and waited. She nodded and went out the back door.
                  As if on cue his phone rang. He pulled it from his pocket and sighed with relief. “Hi,