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    It had been disrupted when he and Shane were children and his parents divorced. The divorce had been bitter, and his mother had taken Shane to California while Marcus had stayed in Illinois with his father. They had just settled into that routine, seeing his brother one month every summer, when Marcus’s life was turned upside down again because his father remarried. In a way, that was even more disruptive than the divorce because his stepmother insisted Marcus be sent to boarding school. She didn’t want to be bothered with him. He’d weathered all of that and weathered it well, turning his interest to the financial markets, researching corporations and how they ran, beginning to invest any money he earned.
    Then two years ago, when he’d thought his life was on track, when he’d already become wealthier than he ever dreamed, he lost his fiancée to diabetes. Rhonda had kept her condition from him, and he’d had no idea she was dealing with it. Since she’d died, he’d done nothing but work nineteen or twenty hours a day. He’d cut off all social contact and let his staff deal with the outside world.
    But last night Amira had crashed through all the protective layers he’d built around himself, and he wanted to spend more time with her.
    He saw her glance at him and also saw the guiltyflush that colored her cheeks. He might have to do some fast talking to get her to spend the day with him.
    When she hung up, she looked pensive.
    “Is everything all right?” he asked.
    “The queen’s always so understanding. She’s like a second mother to me. She asked me if I want a guide while I’m in Chicago.”
    “What did you say?” If Amira ended up with someone the queen hired, the guide would surely be a bodyguard, too.
    “That I don’t.”
    “You don’t want the queen’s guide, or you don’t want any guide? Because I’d be glad to show you a few sights today.”
    Amira looked uncertain. “Don’t you have to work?”
    “I haven’t taken a day off in far too long. I can’t think of a better way to spend it than showing you what I like best about Chicago. What do you say?”
    A slow smile crept across her pretty lips. “The queen did say I should see some of the sights.”
    “A royal command if I ever heard one.”
    At that, Amira laughed and her hesitation seemed to vanish. “I have to shower and get dressed. Should I meet you somewhere?”
    He didn’t want to crowd her or make her feel uncomfortable. If he did, she’d run in the opposite direction. “I do have a few arrangements to make. Would you like to go to the theater tonight, or dancing at a club?”
    “Dancing.” She looked like a child who’d been given a Christmas present.
    “Okay, dancing it is. Let’s eat, and I’ll meet you in the lobby in a half hour. Is that enough time?”
    Their gazes caught and held.
    “Yes, that’s enough time,” she murmured.
    As they finished breakfast, Marcus knew he had to get out of this hotel room, away from Amira and that bed quickly before he kissed her and led her to it. She wasn’t that kind of woman, and today he wasn’t going to be that kind of man.
    Still, she was so alluring, with her blond waves mussed and her flowered satin robe clinging so wonderfully to all her curves. He couldn’t keep away from her. Covering the few steps between them, he lifted her chin and pressed a kiss to her lips. It was supposed to be a chaste kiss, a light kiss, but when he lifted his head, he was aroused. It was a good thing they’d be sight-seeing today. If they were on the move, he could restrain the desire to pull her into his arms.
    He stepped away. “In a half hour,” he reminded her huskily.
    Then he left Lady Amira Sierra Corbin feeling more alive than he had in two long years.
     
    The October day couldn’t have been more perfect. The sky was blue, the air held a tinge of autumn, the sun gleamed off skyscraper windows. It was a day of play and fun and teasing. Brent found he could very