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She lifts the colorful teacup to her mouth, then pauses. “I suppose I didn’t want you to end up like me. I have no way out, and even if I managed to escape Grant’s sphere of influence, I’d have to abandon my son and live in hiding for the rest of my life. But I realize I was wrong in suggesting that.” “Why is that?” “Kane doesn’t look at you the same way Grant looks at me. I was always a pawn for him. The daughter of a supreme court justice that he needed to further his endeavors, and he was the man I wanted to marry for status. Grant never loved me and I never loved him. Ours was a political union through and through. It’s different for you and Kane. He cares.” I nearly choke on my tea and cover it up with a laugh. “Cares? Pretty sure he doesn’t know the meaning of that word.” “Maybe not consciously, but he does.” She juts her chin to the side. “Otherwise, he wouldn’t have rushed here.” When I follow her field of vision, my lips part. Kane is striding toward the glass doors, his silho