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me.’
    â€˜He’s using guilt to make you stay with him.’
    She’d spent many nights contemplating that thought but she always came to the same conclusion: Eduardo had never used guilt to get what he wanted.
    â€˜Roberto, I love this country. Argentina adopted me when I had no home and no family and she took me in her arms and embraced me like I was her own child. By being Eduardo’s muse I can return some of what I owe the Argentine people.’
    Roberto frowned for a moment and scratched his head. ‘You are too loyal. I’ve seen the way he treats you.’
    â€˜He has his reasons.’
    â€˜No reason is good enough to behave the way he does with you.’ His tone turned steely and his body tensed. ‘Call me selfish, but I want you with me. Let’s leave for Brazil like we’ve dreamed about. Let’s do it.’
    â€˜Roberto, I want to. Believe me, I want to with my whole heart, but it’s not possible.’
    â€˜Maybe you don’t want me and you’re using him as an excuse.’ He crossed his arms and stared into the dark corner of the park.
    â€˜Roberto.’ Louisa placed her hand on his arm. ‘This is not true.’
    â€˜Leave him.’
    â€˜I can’t.’
    â€˜Something’s wrong with him,’ Roberto blurted.
    She sucked in the cold air and it pained the back of her throat. ‘What do you mean?’
    â€˜His temper is getting worse and he’s more forgetful. The other day he gave me some music and told me I was ready for it, yet he’d given me the same piece two weeks before.’
    â€˜Eduardo’s been under stress lately—’
    â€˜There you go defending him again.’ He pulled further away, the gap between them now a wide valley.
    â€˜He’s the closest to family I’ve got. When I arrived here no one cared if I died in a gutter. Eduardo took me in and has treated me like a daughter ever since.’
    â€˜He only treats you like a daughter because you won’t return his romantic overtures.’ Roberto drew his lips into a taut line. She didn’t take offence at his words, as they’d been spoken in anger. Roberto turned to her. ‘I can’t compete with him, can I?’
    â€˜This is not a competition. I love Eduardo like a father, but I love you, like this.’ She leant forwards and placed a finger under his chin, guiding his lips towards hers. Pure love danced in his dark eyes. Her body ached for his touch, for his hands to caress, stroke and love her. A hunger grew inside and she kissed him harder, her eagerness quashing any fears of being caught.
    Wrapping her arms around his neck, their lips explored new territory, their bodies entwined with desire. Until now, they’d held back, determined to do the right thing by Eduardo. But with their future as a couple in doubt, it was easy to give in to the feelings they’d ignored for so long, knowing this moment would pass and could never be relived.
    â€˜Come to my apartment.’ His breath came out in short, shallow bursts.
    â€˜I can’t—’
    â€˜Please.’
    The significance of what they were doing weighed heavily on her shoulders. All she wanted was a few stolen moments with the man she loved, then she’d follow through with her commitment to Eduardo.
    Roberto kissed her one more time and she arrived at her answer.
    â€˜Yes.’

CHAPTER
7
    Dani climbed the steps to the dance hall, grateful she’d shaken the paranoia from her last visit. Well, almost. Time and common sense had quelled fears of Iris miraculously appearing in a práctica or milonga in Buenos Aires—that was as likely as Dani joining River-dance. A small laugh slipped from her mouth.
    Carlos stopped and turned around. ‘You are all right?’
    â€˜Yes, yes, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.’ She made a shooing gesture and they continued to the entrance. The moment they arrived at the