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have to end here, like this.”
    Emily huffed. “I’m sure you’d like another opportunity to try again,” she said while glancing meaningfully at the massive bed. Inviting as it looked and as much as she still felt a sizzle at the juncture of her thighs, she couldn’t give into it.
    Emily would have turned away, but felt Chace’s hand around her wrist. She looked up defiantly. “I’d like to leave, right now. You coming into my life out of nowhere is the last thing I need. It may have been good in the past, but we both know how it ended. Let’s just keep things that way and not start something we’d both regret.”
    Their eyes held for a few seconds before Chace released his hold. Emily couldn’t read anything from his face and felt a perverse disappointment when he calmly said, “I’ll get you home now.”
     

Chapter 3
    That was a week ago and Emily could still remember every detail from that night.
    She sighed heavily and decided she needed to focus. There was no doubt Chace had forgotten all about her already. After he’d dropped her home with a “goodnight,” she’d had a feeling she wouldn’t be seeing him again.
    Which was just as well. She’d meant it about him being the last thing she needed.
    Back then it had all been different. She’d made Chace her world – and he’d sent it crumbling to dust. He’d given her a taste of heaven only to snatch it away leaving only emptiness.
    If she was truly honest, Emily knew Chace wasn’t completely to blame. So many other things had factored in, but the truth was when it came down to it, Chace had ended up hurting her. More than anyone ever had.
    “Hey, Emily – you okay? We’ll be starting soon,” said one of her fellow dancers, snapping Emily out of her reverie.
    “Oh. Thanks, Pat. I’ll be right there.”
    Emily sighed and turned to face the mirror of the dressing room, causing her eyes to focus on her reflection. She was dressed in the costume for the fitness video. She’d got the job last week and thought it would be fun to try it and so far she loved the experience.
    She and five other girls had a pole-dance routine which was to be shot today. Being on the full-figured side, Emily took pride in the fact that she stayed flexible and fit. Most of the other girls had the slender dancer physique, but the director of this video had wanted variety, hence snapping Emily up for a part.
    It was certainly far more exciting than Emily’s normal job working as a waitress. It was at an upscale restaurant and the pay was good, but she liked that she could also take up unpredictable work on the side. Emily could do almost anything as long as it didn’t clash with her principles.
    Much as she had a sense of adventure, there were some lines she wouldn’t cross. Something had come up a few days ago – a friend had offered to fix Emily up with an escort job. The money had been more than promising till Emily realized it wasn’t just companionship the client would be expecting. Emily might like the idea of more money, but she wasn’t a call girl.
    Not that she was looking down her nose at anyone who chose such a pastime. Emily would be the last to judge. Then her mind went back to not so long ago when her closest pal, Ciara, had to get into a baby contract. It had been Emily who’d introduced Ciara to that website that set her on it in the first place. It was true Ciara hadn’t had much of a choice, but Emily had felt guilty for a long time after that. The good thing, though, that it had ended great for Ciara – she’d married her dream love.
    Emily doubted such a fairytale ending was in the cards for her . Whatever she was doing wrong, she’d decided to let none of that get her down. She wasn’t going to be sitting down waiting for something that wasn’t going to happen. Sure she wanted a home and kids, but romance? She wasn’t sure that had to come with the package.
    A fleeting image of a chiseled, tanned face with compelling gray eyes suddenly