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Solette groaned. “I’m starting to understand that you don’t argue with any of them.”

She ended up sitting down with Joseph in the sunroom listening to the rain pelt the windows as she ate her food.

“Mom, wouldn’t it be cool if we lived here from now on?” Joseph asked.

“No.”

“Aw, come on, Mom. It’s really cool. Plus, Mr. Cason told me there’s a special library on the third floor.”

“What third floor?”

His eyes twinkled with conspiracy. “He says he can’t show it to me because he’s c—”

“Don’t you dare use that ugly word.”

“He said it. Not me.”

“I don’t have control over what Mr. Cason says, but you know better.”

Her son ducked his heard. “Sorry, Mom.”

“All right.”

The sunshine returned in his expression. She wasn’t surprised. “Mr. Cason said I can look for it if I want. I asked Catarina if she knew, but she had never heard of it.”

“He might have been pulling your leg.”

“Naw, Mr. Cason isn’t the kind of person who would joke about something this serious. A library, Mom. Think about it.”

She smirked. “Oh, you know him so well after a half day, huh?”

“Just sayin’.”

“Whatever, boy. Eat your food. And don’t go wandering around the mansion like you live here.”

“If I take Catarina is it all right?”

She sighed. “Please, stay out of the way, Joe. Just do that much for me?”

“Joseph, Mom. You don’t take me seriously at all.”

She laughed. “Get a job, and I’ll take you very seriously.”

His eyes widened. “Really?”

“No. Eat your food.”

Her son groaned, but Solette’s mind had moved on from thoughts of Joseph, food, and secret libraries. She was consumed with what would happen next with Cason. Would she let him kiss her again? Or would he even ask? The biggest question was, where did she go from here? One would think a single kiss would take care of all the curiosity and speculation. It should have ended her desire for him if for even a moment she wondered what it would be like to kiss him. Instead, that small desire flamed to life and pushed her to kiss him again—and again—and again.

She was in big trouble, and there was no telling how she could extract herself out of it without losing something along the way.

Chapter 6

Solette yanked the covers over her head, but it didn’t stop the lightening from flashing behind her eyelids or keep her from jumping every time thunder roared. How she hated storms. Fear just rose up inside her and tried to squash out her life. At least, that’s how it felt.

“Everything’s fine, Solette,” she whispered into the darkness. “You’re in a safe place.”

The crackle in the sky made her cry out, and she leaped out of bed to fall flat on her face. Not staying where she landed, she scrambled up and hit the hallway running. Having no idea where she was going, she kept moving. She couldn’t even see where she was headed. The only thought in her mind was flight.

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