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Siena could do nothing but stare. This was one beautiful man. A man with a heartbreakingly handsome face, with bottomless soulful eyes, with a huge capacity to give, who filled out a pair of old jeans just right, who liked her. There was absolutely no doubting it now. He really, really liked her.

And silly, selfish her; she had gone and done exactly the opposite of what she had promised herself. When all the while she had been thinking of him, and while she hadn’t been paying attention to her own feelings, she had gone and fallen slap bang in love with the guy.

The thought landed with a thud at the base of her skull, and where before she had felt on top of the world, she suddenly felt numb from head to toe.

‘Dare I ask what is going on behind those stormy eyes of yours?’ he asked, his gorgeous smile still so devastatingly in place.

He uncrossed his arms to reach out and run his knuckles along her cheek. Her skin heated under his touch, leaving a trail of fire across her face.

‘I’m thinking you ought to call me a cab,’ she said, making sure there was no inflection at the end of her sentence. No question. She had to go. And fast.

A cab would be quicker than Rufus, and less likely to ask pertinent questions.

‘You’re a cab,’ he said, not letting her off the hook that easily.

A strange movement caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. Siena looked up at the first floor to find the heavy white curtains in her old bedroom flapping back and forth.

They had an audience.

Oh, great. How long had Kane been watching them? It had felt so good to be able to help someone who reminded her of herself as a kid stay on the right track. The very last thing she wanted was to be the one to send Kane into confusion, spiralling him further off course.

‘Siena, don’t do this. Don’t run—’ James began.

Siena cut him off before he said anything either of them would regret.

‘James. I really think you ought to call a cab.’ She gestured towards the window and, like a moth to a flame, his eyes sought out his son, who now had his nose and palms pressed against the window.

James’s brow furrowed, his smile waned and his jaw set hard and tight as he reconciled how much he wanted her with the fact that Kane may have seen it all.

‘Right,’ he said, his voice barely above a whisper. ‘I can drop you home.’

‘Stay here. I’ll be fine. But Kane needs you.’

And I don’t. I love you, but I don’t need anybody!

James nodded once. ‘That he does.’

Siena reached into her handbag for her mobile phone and she called directory assistance for the number of a cab company. And this time James didn’t try to stop her.

She tried a beaming smile on for size. But even she knew it didn’t quite fit. Because she knew deep down that he loved Kane so much that he would let her go. There was too much to consider, and with James at her side, looking so stunning and smelling so good she just couldn’t consider anything bar kissing him again.

As though the fates were sending her a sign, the cab ar

rived in record time to spirit her away, and James leant in the passenger seat window to wish her goodbye.

‘I’ll call you later,’ he said.

I might not answer, she thought.

‘Tell Kane I hope he’s feeling better. And that he’d better stick to the footpath on that new bike of his.’

She turned to the cabbie and gave Rick’s address.

‘Goodbye, James,’ she said as the cab pulled away from the kerb.

This time as she drove away she kept her eyes dead ahead.

CHAPTER NINE

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