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"Because that's blackmail, and I won't allow it," Ellie said.

She quietly set her fork down as not to bring attention to the sudden shaking in her hands.

"What's blackmail?"

Ellie closed her eyes briefly. "It's using something against someone to get what you want," she answered, sending her daughter a warning look. "It's selfish and mean, and I'm not going to let you try it."

But Cassie looked determined, which caused a warning shot of fear to roar up the back of Ellie's spine.

"Why'd you keep my dad from me?"

"Cass—"

"Why?" Cassie screamed,

stomping her foot.

"I don't know how to explain it to you," Ellie answered as honestly as she could. "But I was thinking about you when I made my decision. I did what I thought was best for the both of us at the time."

Cassie didn't understand that answer. She shook her head.

"No, you weren't. You weren't thinking about me. I hate you.

I want to go live with my dad." She spun around and clomped down the hall to her room, slamming the door once she reached it.

Tears clogging her lashes, Ellie reached across the table, stabbed Cassie's three green beans and jammed them into her mouth.

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Chapter Nine

Boston Robert Kincaid was the son of an astronaut.

The day Boston told Ellie this tidbit, she gave him her virginity. Those two details didn't have anything to do with one another, of course. She didn't sleep with him because of his slight claim to fame. No, it was more the fact that he'd opened up to her about a part of his life that had seduced her into giving him her body.

He wasn't sure why, but Boston had held himself back on their first few dates. He usually didn't exercise such restraint.

If he wanted a girl and knew she wanted him, he pursued relentlessly. But for some reason, it seemed important to hold off with Ellie. He craved her with every breath, so a lacking libido wasn't the problem. It just felt better to tease first, to put it off for as long as he could. And it wasn't just her he was teasing.

Torturing her with restraint was fun, sure. He loved to kiss her until she clung to him, breathing with this little catchy sound that drove him insane, and then he'd pull away, run his fingers over her face and tell her goodnight. She'd just stare at him with that confused, adorable, dazed look of hers, wondering why he'd stopped.

Oh, yeah, he liked to tease Ellie. But teasing himself was just about as fulfilling. Or testing himself, as he called it. He wanted her, wanted her more than he remembered wanting anyone. So, he tested himself, to see how far he could go before he couldn't hold back any longer.

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