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"Did they dislike your music, or just careers in ht: it was a rants from Chile My dad worked hard on a construction crew, and he wanted ave lessons to make some money There was a beat-up piano in the basement where we lived, so she occasionally took me down there to teach me"

I'd never seen hi hiuitar Who taught you that?"

Alejandro's eyes glirew on his face "Moht from Chile One day, I picked it up and started to stru her play, and I'd learned a few chords Before I knew it, I could play the guitar, too The piano didn't getbreath "Look, Deborah, I get that you don't want to go out in public, but I want to see you again, get to know you better I've got to go now-I' some people about a tour later this year But I want you to coht for dinner I prorinned "It'll just be us No fans, no reporters, no er"

I arched an eyebrow "No personal assistant?"

He laughed at my question "Karen ht, either I want you all to myself I'll send Udo for you at six"

That sounded like a terrible idea Going there for dinner would only heat things up between us I could never resist his advances, and I knew he'd make them Then it would be even harder to con hi

"Alejandro," I took a deep breath "We can'tI' irl, and I enjoy spending tih both of us want it, so I'rinned and pulled me into his arms "Just come over for dinner, then Udo will take you hoh" He did that a few times, just to make sure I understood

It really see his advances could potentially be worse than accepting them He was the mark, after all, and needed soive, as well Also, I couldn't have hi he shouldn't I wanted to conclude this deal as soon as possible, so I sio there for dinner There wasn't any choice