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carpet of color. Shaking her head, she idly said, “I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
    â€œYou’re in love with him, aren’t you?”
    â€œI don’t know—” She said it automatically, then stopped herself. “That’s a lie. Yeah, I am. For all the good it’ll do me.”
    â€œOh, Anna, it could work out.”
    She smiled, in spite of the growing sense of dread inside. “I don’t think so. He didn’t think I was good enough for his brother, remember?”
    Tula waved that off with a sniff. “Please, you were way too good for Garret.”
    Anna laughed. She’d always been able to count on her best friend. Still, she couldn’t shake the feeling she’d had since leaving Sam’s bed the night before. That she was on borrowed time and that she was feeling a lot more for him than he was for her. There was simply no way this was going to end well.
    â€œThanks for that,” she said, reaching out to squeeze Tula’s hand. “But I’m tired of thinking about me. Tell me why your cousin Sherry wanted to see you so badly.”
    Tula sighed and reached to the coffee table for her glass of white wine. “You’re not going to believe this, but Sherry’s pregnant.”
    â€œReally? Who’s the father?”
    â€œI don’t know,” Tula said and took a sip of her wine. “She refused to tell me. But what’s worse, she hasn’t even told the guy he’s going to be a father.”
    Anna couldn’t imagine keeping something like that to herself. “Why would she do that?”
    â€œI don’t know.” Tula frowned. “I told her that if the guy was worth sleeping with, he’s worth telling him the truth, but she wouldn’t listen.”
    â€œSo why’d she want to see you?”
    Tula leaned back into the couch. “She wanted to name me the legal guardian of the baby just in case something happens to her.”
    â€œBut she hasn’t even had it yet.”
    â€œYou know Sherry. Afraid of everything. Although,” Tula said, “she’s not scared of raising a baby alone, which would absolutely terrify me.”
    â€œDid you agree to be the baby’s guardian?”
    â€œSure I did,” she said. “We’re family.”
    â€œSo,” Anna told her, picking up her own wine, “we’ve each had a busy few days, huh?”
    â€œGuess so,” Tula agreed. “Though yours, I’m thinking, was way more fun.”
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    The next few days were a blur of stolen moments and passion hot enough to burn a man to a cinder. Sam dreamed of Anna at night and thought of nothing but her during the day. Every time he was with her, he wanted her more.
    Scrubbing one hand across the back of his neck, he kicked the wall behind his desk and hardly felt the pain. He’d come into the office to avoid Anna at home. He couldn’t see her without wanting his hands on her and he couldn’t think when he was touching her.
    How the hell could Sam lay claim to Anna when hehad practically forced his brother to walk away from her? Would his brother ever forgive him? Could he risk losing his only family on the chance that what he and Anna had was lasting? “Mr. Hale?”
    He looked up as his assistant opened the door. “What is it, Kathy?”
    â€œA Mr. Cameron here to see you.”
    Shock had him speechless for a second or two, but he recovered quickly. “Send him in.”
    Sam stood up to greet Anna’s father and the older man shook his hand with a wary look. Suddenly, Sam felt a little uneasy. After all, he was sleeping with the man’s daughter. “Good to see you, Dave.”
    â€œSam.” The man glanced around the spacious office before settling his gaze on Sam’s again. “I won’t take up much of your time. Just thought we should have a little talk.”
    â€œAbout what?” Oh, he knew