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  "Okay. I accept and you're a doll." Brook Lynn kissed her cheek before sailing off.

  Kenna meandered through the crowd. A few feet away, a guy held out his empty glass without looking away from the man he was conversing with, expecting the waitstaff to see and take it. Afraid he would drop it and cause a scene, garnering Mr. Calbert's displeasure with his employees, she bounded forward and claimed the glass. Then the man beside him handed over the glass he'd just drained.

  After she placed the empties on a passing tray, she circled the room, pretending to be a happy guest. The richest of women from Strawberry Valley were decidedly chilly with her but then, that was nothing new. Some even drew their men away from her to stop any kind of interaction.

  Chin up. Shoulders back. Smile. They'd never know how deeply their treatment wounded her.

  She'd done penance for her sins for seven years. She'd done penitence for her mother's sins for far longer. No one had wanted to cast blame on Thomas Michaelson--or anger him by turning on his lover. But they'd needed a target. And there I was, painting one on my chest.

  The city folk were more than happy to chat with her, but they yammered on about things she didn't understand or even care to understand. NYMEX. US Energy Information Administration. Untapped oil and natural gas fields in Alaska and the continental United States. Finally she planted herself in a corner for a brief respite...and, like a creeper, watched Dane.

  The blonde bombshell stayed at his side ninety-five percent of the time, clinging to his arm. No matter whom he spoke with, male or female, he received constant, eager nods, as if every word that came out of his mouth was the long-awaited answer to world peace.

  He was polite to everyone, including the serving staff--which surprised her, because it was such a rare thing among the elite--though she noticed he avoided any interactions with his father and her mother, going so far as to steer his date in the opposite direction.

  Jessica Kay Dillon, Brook Lynn's older sister and Kenna's other roommate, as well as a former Miss Strawberry Valley beauty queen, stepped in front of Kenna and offered her a stuffed mushroom from the tray she was circulating.

  "Have you seen Dane Michaelson?" the girl whispered. "I really hope he's into orgasm donation. I would do him so hard he wouldn't walk right for a week."

  Of course, that was when Dane deigned to look at her again. While she was blushing from Jessie Kay's words, reeling, imagining all the ways he was probably adept at giving those orgasms. Can't think of him that way. Ever. Because...

  Say it. Make peace with it.

  Unable to turn away from him, she whispered, "He's going to be my stepbrother."

  After all these years, Mr. Michaelson had finally divorced Dane's mother to marry Roanne, and the two were throwing this fabulous engagement party to celebrate. Everyone seemed overjoyed to be a part of their happiness. Everyone except Dane and Kenna.

  "What does that matter?" Jessie Kay asked. "He's not your real brother."

  "He's still off-limits."

  A gorgeous guy claimed Dane's attention, and finally he broke eye contact with Kenna. She released the breath she hadn't known she'd been holding. Considering the way she reacted to him, it would be in her best interest to stay far, far away from him.

  Copyright (c) 2015 by Gena Showalter

  ISBN-13: 9781460390382

  The Harder You Fall

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