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burned? He curled and uncurled his fingers into a fist. Musing on how she’d react was a recipe for disaster. “I bought you those clothes because they’d be suitable for my wife. I’m sure you can wear them for a few weeks?”
    “I’m not comfortable with this whole thing. Your sister is very sweet, and I’m deceiving her.”
    “All for the greater good.”
    The voices from his brothers down the hall prompted him to move inside the room. His arm brushed against hers by accident, and she took a few steps back, frowning, then cleared her throat and turned away.
    Was he crazy? Didn’t she share that zingy sexual energy flooding the room? Was this one-sided?
    “What is it?” she snapped and faced him again.
    A crease in the middle of the otherwise flawless bedspread caught his attention. Had she napped or laid down to relax? The image of Addie sprawled on the bed, with her hair damp and legs parted, turned his veins into lava. “There’s been a change to our agreement.”
    “What change?” she asked and stepped toward him.
    “My father has asked me to sell Toca do Tigre right away.”
    Her eyes widened. “Well? Did you tell him that’s not possible?”
    “And explain about our deal? That’d go against what I want to do, wouldn’t it?”
    “No.” She licked her lips. “Tell him about why you need to keep it, and give the Kwanis more time.”
    Bruno rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. “That’s not the point, Addie. All those years, my father never asked me for anything. Even when he could have. Even with me having all this money and power. He always downplayed everything. I never made it right by him. For things that happened in the past. Now it’s my chance.”
    “You’re saying you’re going back on your word just because you have daddy issues? And all of a sudden you want to be a better son, after being MIA for fourteen years?”
    His nerves tensed. “How do you know?”
    She inhaled. “That’s not the point.”
    “What else do you know?”
    “I don’t tolerate lies.” She raised her voice.
    Afraid they would be heard, he shushed her.
    She rolled her eyes and continued in a lower but not less threatening tone, “If you sell that land before we’ve agreed on, I’ll walk out on the wedding. Hell, I can walk on you today.”
    “Don’t blackmail me, Addie,” he hissed.
    A mocking sound escaped her mouth. “When you change the game on me, it’s all right, but when I do it, it’s blackmail?”
    “Addie…” Why did he think this would be easy? “I wasn’t screwing you over. I would suggest you try to find another way to help the Kwanis.”
    “That’s the thing with liars—they always change their strategy. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about. I’m a master in reading a liar, courtesy of my mom. Here’s some food for thought: do you want me to walk down the aisle or not?”
    …
    When the Lincoln town car came to a stop, Bruno got out and gestured to the driver he would open the door for Addie. The beach that had seduced him earlier was now just a place for him to talk with Addie without worrying about anyone hearing them. He’d told his family he wanted to take her on a romantic stroll before the wedding tomorrow.
    There will be a wedding.
    “We’ll need a few minutes.” He told the driver, and offered an outstretched hand to Addie as she slid out of the car.
    “You’re optimistic if you think you can change my mind in a few minutes.” She curled her lips. Her pink, sexy lips. He cleared his throat.
    Ever since her threat in her bedroom a couple of hours ago, he’d analyzed his situation. The odds weren’t in his favor. What was the point of coming back and arranging a marriage if she was to walk out? How embarrassing and humiliating would it be for him and his family to be jilted? Pai had been surprised by Addie; a down-to-earth, no-frills woman was willing to marry him. Did he want to give his father that last embarrassment?
    Addie cocked her head in the