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“Who doesn’t?”

“And you can, if you marry me.”

“And be a kept woman?” She tosses her head. “No thank you.

I swipe my thumb under my lip. “You’d be my wife.”

Her pupils dilate. Does she realize how responsive she is to the possessiveness in my tone?

“Not to mention, the contacts you’d have access to from being married to me…"

A furrow forms between her eyebrows. "What use do I have for your contacts?"

My phone vibrates with an incoming message. Just in time. I pull it out of my pocket and read the message. A burst of anticipation pinches my veins. This is what I was waiting for. Let’s see what her answer is now. I place the device face-down on the table.

"Your father could benefit from a revolutionary new treatment which might slow the onset of his ALS and let him, not only live longer, but also walk again.”

Her features pale, and she grips the edge of the table. "How did you find that out?"

“I had my investigator get a hold of your father’s records from the hospital where he’s being treated.”

“How did you manage that?”

I stare at her meaningfully.

Her lips tighten. “Right, you threw money at the problem.”

“Something like that.”

“But to find out all of these details in such a short time?” She rubs at her temple.

“It took a couple of hours—longer than I expected. I also have him investigating you,” I confess.

“What? Why?” Her voice rises an octave. “Why would you do that?”

"I had to find out who you are.” I raise both of my hands. “I’m going to marry you; you can hardly blame me for that.”

"I still haven’t said yes.”

You will. “I can get your father into a trial at Johns Hopkins that could improve the quality of the rest of his life.”

She stiffens.

I touch the tips of my fingers together. “Then, there’s the fact I know the president of the Royal Ballet School."

She firms her lips. "Do you realize how crazy everything you’re talking about seems?"

“Not as crazy as the connection I felt with you. Tell me you don’t feel it.”

When she stays silent, I nod. “That’s what I thought. I admit, my methods have been unorthodox, but that’s because I couldn't let go of this opportunity. Not when what we have is so unique."

She grimaces. "This is when you use the fact that you’re older than me to your advantage." But her tone is unsure.

Yes, she’s thawing. I have to push my advantage. "You know what I’m saying is right."

She purses her lips. "What you’re saying is going to hurt Felix."

"I’ll find a way to make it up to him. I just have to figure out how," I murmur.

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