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own. He’d never liked the violence, but he’d done it because otherwise, his younger brothers—five and seven years behind him in age—would’ve become prey, too. All three of them had been short as kids, their bodies slight.
    “You’re crazy in love with her, aren’t you?”
    Molly’s gentle question hit him hard in the solar plexus. Staring out at the wall but seeing the warmth of Thea’s true smile, the way her eyes lit up when she was working on a big project, he realized he had no lies left in him. “Until I can’t think. I need to get over it.”
    Molly’s big brown eyes were soft in sympathy. “Did you—”
    “I asked her out. Had this whole argument worked out about how we’d be perfect together, but she never even gave me a shot.” Every time he thought of that day four months earlier when she’d rejected him with practiced courtesy, he wanted to haul her to him, make her react , give him anger even if she couldn’t give him anything else.
    “She cut me off so smoothly,” he said, the memory acid on his heart, “it was like being sliced off at the knees. Professional smile, distant eyes, gentle hand on my arm as she ushered me out of her office.” He shook his head. “It was such a kick in the teeth that I just went.”
    Molly was silent for a while. He didn’t really expect her to say anything, because what was there to say? He was in love with a woman who had no trouble turning him down flat. Nothing could change the fact Thea simply wasn’t attracted to him.
    But then Molly did speak, and her words were so startling that he could only stare at her.
     “Write a memo,” she said, tone quiet but firm. “About all the reasons why you’d be perfect together, then e-mail it to her.”
    Not sure where she was going with this, he held his silence.
     “Thea is surgically attached to her e-mail,” Molly continued.
    David couldn’t argue with that statement. A large majority of his memories of Thea involved her with her phone in hand, sending or receiving messages, connecting with media, making notes, probably taking over the world. He’d never met anyone who could multitask at Thea’s level. She was flat-out incredible.
    “She’ll read the memo because she can’t help herself,” Molly said, the two of them still alone at the table, “and if I know my sister, she’ll send you back a point-by-point rebuttal”—an affectionate smile—“so you’d better have your arguments ready.”
    “That is either the worst or the best advice ever.” And the fact he was considering it would’ve told him exactly how far gone he was if he hadn’t already been fully aware of his feelings for Thea.
    “Trust me.” Molly sipped her coffee before adding, “Thea likes brains and she likes determination.”
    David’s fingers clenched on his fork. He knew he had a brain—it was why he’d won that scholarship at thirteen. As for the determination, yeah, he had that, too. Without it, he’d never have made it past all the rejections and setbacks the band had suffered back at the start. Only reason he hadn’t turned that determination on Thea was that he didn’t want to have her because he’d worn her down.
    He wanted her with him because she wanted to be with him.
    Molly leaned in close when the others started back. “If you send her ‘I’m sorry I messed up’ flowers, steer clear of white roses.”
    When he raised an eyebrow in question, she said, “Ex.”
    Jaw tightening, he nodded. “Got it.”
    D avid went up to his room after breakfast. The crew, headed by Maxwell, had gone on to the concert location to finish the setup, but the band didn’t have to be there until much closer to the time of the show. Technically, other than doing the quick interviews Thea had lined up—to give the charity the concert was supporting a little more visibility—the four of them were supposed to rest, but each member of Schoolboy Choir had his own routine for getting his head in the right