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“It’s not your responsibility to save me from myself. Frankly, it’s not your responsibility to save me at all.”

Oh, but she was going to have a mutiny on her hands any moment. She could almost see the arguments mustering behind Clay’s pale eyes. It wasn’t in him to give up on something he believed. Perhaps that was one of the things she admired most about him.

But Allie wasn’t about to give up either.

She pulled away from him. “Let me offer you a compromise, though I know how much you hate the concept.”

Clay cocked his head. “I’m listening.”

That was more than she’d once thought possible. “Give me the opportunity to make my own mistakes,” she said, “to chart my own course, just as you did when you left Boston. And I promise, if I feel myself incapable of resolving a problem, I’ll come to you for advice.”

She held out her hand. “Do we have a bargain, sir?”

He eyed her hand a moment, then swallowed it in his grip. His fingers were as firm as his convictions. “We have a bargain, madam, though I have my doubts that either of us can keep it.”