Tempting. Сьюзен Мэллери

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      An afternoon on the Internet had turned up a lot of information on Danielle Buchanan, the youngest of the four Buchanan siblings. In college, her fiancé had been injured playing football. Despite the fact that he was a paraplegic and confined to a wheelchair, Dani had stayed with him through his intensive therapy and then had married him. She knew what it was like to live with someone who didn’t fit in.

      “I don’t trust her,” Alex said.

      “Because she’s Dad’s real kid?”

      Alex stared at his brother. “Why would you say that?”

      Ian rolled his eyes. “I’m stealthy, remember? I heard Mom and Dad talking earlier. I know who she is.”

      There was worry and fear in his voice. Alex dropped to a crouch and took Ian’s twisted hand in his own. “We don’t know for sure yet. The DNA tests will take a couple of days. But even if she is Dad’s daughter, you’re still his son. This is your family and you’re not getting away from us.”

      “She’s normal.”

      “All the more reason not to like her.”

      Ian grinned again. “I saw you looking at her during dinner. You thought she was hot.”

      Alex straightened. “She’s okay.”

      “You need to get laid.”

      “I’m not having this conversation with my seventeen-year-old brother.”

      “You don’t have my good looks and charm,” Ian told him. “But you could still go for it. Unless I get there first. We’re adopted. It’s not like she’s a biological sister. Think she’d want to go to prom with me?”

      “She’s too old for you.”

      “You know what they say about older women.”

      Alex squeezed Ian’s shoulder. “Go torture someone else. I’ll see you in a couple of days.”

      “So you’re going for it with her? Because if you’re not, I want to know.”

      “Say good-night, Ian.”

      “Good night, Ian.”

      Chapter Four

      DANI PULLED UP in front of Gloria’s house. Climbing out of her car, she stared at the elegant, three-story building that had been constructed nearly a hundred years ago.

      When she’d been little, the house had terrified her. As a teenager, it had represented a way of life she couldn’t understand. In her early twenties, she’d seen the structure as something to be conquered. Later, it was like her grandmother—unapproachable and solitary. Now it was just Gloria’s house. Not good, not bad, just a place where someone lived. Someone who wasn’t the person she’d first imagined.

      She’d both loved and hated Gloria for so long, it was hard to let go of either feeling. She’d resented the other woman’s harshness in declaring that Dani wasn’t a real Buchanan. But in the past few weeks, Gloria had apologized several times for what she’d done. She’d claimed to have changed and from Dani’s perspective, she actually had.

      Oddly, Dani found herself missing Gloria as her grandmother. Not the meanness or the impossible standards, but the connection. Gloria had been a part of her world since her birth and now they weren’t related at all. Perhaps the smartest decision would be to walk away but Dani couldn’t bring herself to let go.

      She climbed the steps to the front door and rang the bell. Reid, the middle of her three brothers, opened it and grinned at her.

      “We’re not interested, but thanks for coming by.”

      She pushed past him before he could close the door. “Very funny.”

      “Hey, kid.” Reid wrapped an arm around her. “How are you doing?”

      “Good. Dealing with a lot of stuff.”

      Reid led her into the living room, where Cal, her oldest brother, and Walker, her youngest, waited. Both men greeted her. Cal handed her a latte from The Daily Grind, which he owned, then hugged her.

      “Gloria will be out in a minute,” Walker said as he pulled Dani close. “How are you holding up?”

      She looked at her three brothers, the men who had been there for her any time she’d needed them and a lot of times when she hadn’t. “I’m okay. I feel weird—sort of disconnected from my life.”

      They settled on the sofas in the huge living room. Dani ignored the city view in favor of her brothers.

      “I met Mark Canfield yesterday,” she said.

      “And?” Walker asked.

      “And, I don’t know. He was very open to the possibility of me being his daughter. He admitted to the affair with Mom and said he never knew why she broke things off. He was nice and friendly…”

      “But?” Cal prompted.

      “I don’t know. I didn’t feel any connection. I guess I had this fantasy that we’d run into each other’s arms and instantly bond. I’m still trying to deal.” She sipped her coffee. “Adding to the excitement is Alex Canfield, his oldest son. Alex sees himself as the protector of all things Canfield and me as a threat to his family in general and his father’s presidential campaign in particular.”

      “Want Walker to take care of him?” Reid asked cheerfully. “He will. I’m guessing there won’t even be a stain where Alex once stood. It will be like he never existed at all.”

      “I’m not sure we need to go that far,” Dani said, remembering how Alex had annoyed her, but also how she’d kind of liked him. She respected his loyalty to his family, even if it drove her crazy.

      “I went over to the house last night,” she continued. “I met the whole clan. There are eight kids—okay, one of them was at college, and Katherine, Mark’s wife. She’s incredible. Beautiful and patient and all the kids have issues, but that doesn’t matter. She’s like a saint. I think I want to be her when I grow up.”

      “That all sounds good,” Cal said. “So what’s the problem?”

      “I don’t know. I keep feeling like I’m living someone else’s life. That none of this is about me. I wanted to know who my father was, but I never expected this. Why can’t he just be a plumber or sales executive? Why did he have to be a senator?”

      Reid glared at her. “You’re not going to choose them over us. Just so you’re clear. You’re one of us and we’re not letting you go.”

      She smiled. “I know. You’ll always be my big brothers, which is both good and bad.”

      “You’re damn lucky to have us,” Cal reminded her.

      “Of course I am, and you reminding me over and over really helps.” She looked at Walker. СКАЧАТЬ