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  1. Dominique’s attraction to Jake was not only undeniable, but almost frightening in its intensity.
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Jake’s voice came through the speaker, strong and matter-of-fact. “Dominique, it’s Jake. Got your message. You were the first person I called about this trip. Unfortunately I only had eight passes and all of the spaces have been filled. I can’t believe that you’d let a beef with me get in the way of something for Justin.” There was a short pause before he continued, and Dominique thought she detected a sigh. “Between me and you, there might be another opportunity. At the end of the season, I’m hoping to take the entire team on a bus trip to one of the final games. It won’t be quite the same as this one, with the boys in the suite, but it will still be a good time. But I don’t know if the trip will get approved, so don’t tell Justin.”

The call ended with that last sentence. No “Good-bye,” “Call me later,” or huskily delivered terms of endearment. Since Justin had sought Jake’s counsel, she’d been subconsciously—and sometimes not so subconsciously—pushing Jake away, putting the brakes on the relationship (which she wouldn’t call a relationship), and throwing up one defense after another. It looked like Jake had gotten the message. Now, unfortunately, Dominique realized that the distance she’d created was not at all what she wanted.

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As had often been the case, for the rest of the week work was Dominique’s saving grace. Throughout the day, she was too busy to focus on Justin’s unhappiness. But that only left the other twelve to fourteen hours in the day. Even though he’d perked up a bit after Dominique promised him a chance to see his favorite team play—without divulging that this would be with his classmates—he still spent a lot of time in his room. After the incident with Michael, Dominique had had parental controls installed on Justin’s computer and hoped that there was no way he could work his way around them. From the couple times she’d checked, she knew he erased his cookies. There were other ways to delve into the computer’s history, but so far she hadn’t gone to those measures. But he’d been so unhappy and so uncharacteristically quiet that Dominique would have almost allowed him a peek at a boob. Almost. But not quite.