Sterling still found it hard to believe. He stood in his makeshift office at KTEX and smiled. He shook his head in the pure joy at this unexpected turn in his life. He wanted to spend every second with Chloe. But first they had to finish The Catch . At the end of the week, they would begin taping and airing the grand finale, which they planned to show over two days. They were showing dinner with each of the finalists and their families on Friday, then the final rose ceremony on Saturday. Sterling was impatient to be done. He was ready to move on. He was ready to start a new life with Chloe. On his way out of the office, he stopped in to see Julia. "I have a favor to ask," he stated without preamble. Julia looked up from her paperwork and tapped her bright pink fingernails on the desk. "You? Asking? It must be important." "It is. It's for Chloe. I have an idea for the final show." "For the rose ceremony?" "No, the first part. The dinner show." "What do you need?" Sterling told Julia his plan. And when he left her office, she stared after him, a tear of amazement in her eye. Because of logistics and timing, the family segment would have to be taped entirely at Julia's house. There would be no ability to travel all over the city to go from one Rose's home to the next. Both Mindy and Chloe would have to bring their families to the Rose house. Sterling would meet them there. Sterling couldn't believe how concerned he was over the family dinner show. Chloe looked nervous, which didn't help matters. Even after his confession and they had made love, she had begged him to let her off the show. Which both of them knew was impossible. But still, in a panic, she had blurted out, "I can't do a family show," confirming what he had suspected. She was worried about having no one there for her. "It's going to be fine, I promise." He had kissed her and added that there was no way he would let her go. As Trey, he wanted to win her. Then afterward, as Sterling, he planned to ask her to be his wife. They just needed to get The Catch over with. They started taping Friday morning. "Hi, Trey," Mindy said when he entered the front door, the camera rolling. She looked as sweet as he knew her to be, and when he smiled at her and extended flowers, she all but melted in front of him. "Trey, this is my mom, Elizabeth, and my dad, Bill." Mindy had gotten used to the cameras, but her parents weren't. They glanced awkwardly between their daughter, the camera, and the Catch. Sterling shook hands with both of her parents. "It's a pleasure to meet you," he said, trying to put them at ease. "Your daughter is a wonderful woman." With eyes wide with joy and pleasure, Mindy turned to two teenage boys. "And these are my brothers, Billy and Tom." The teenagers shook his hand. "Cool," Billy said, glancing between Sterling and the camera. "Neat," the younger Tom added, smiling, his braces flashing in the lights. Despite their cools and neats and obvious excitement to be on television, they were also protective of their sister. "It's nice to meet you," Sterling said. The family and the Catch moved to the dining room with the camera following. When they sat, Mindy shyly took Sterling's hand. He flinched, then cursed himself when she immediately dropped it and blushed. He felt badly that he had embarrassed her. Hell, he felt badly that he wasn't going to choose her. Not because he had any desire for the nurseâhe didn'tâbut because he didn't want to hurt her. Yet another new emotion Chloe had brought out in him. If he hadn't been so thrilled at finding his love, he would have been alarmed that he was going soft. At noon, the meal was done and the crew was ready to move on. "Chloe," Pete called out. "You're up." Chloe jumped from her place in the dark recesses of the set. Her throat was tight at the memory of Mindy and her family, the concern they showed for their daughter and sister. The love that Mindy would have regardless of what happened on this show. Determined not to be embarrassed by her own lack of family, she walked onto the set. But when she raised her chin, she had to blink back her tears as her heart swelled when she found Julia and Kate and even Jesse sitting around the table as the crew worked quickly to spread out a second meal. She gasped and pressed her hands to her heart. "You guys!" she squealed excitedly. "Get in here, sugar," Julia called out. "When it was a show with your family, who else did you think would be here?" Kate came over to hug her. "We're your family, as you well know." Tears tightened in Chloe's throat, then she thought she would outright cry when Julia leaned close and whispered, "As much as I hate to admit it, it was Trey's idea." Chloe pushed back and looked at her. "Yep, the guy's got it bad. He wants you like I've never seen a man want a woman. He's going to do whatever it takes to get you to accept his rose." Chloe stared at her, hardly able to trust the joy she felt. Was it possible that even though he had lied about his identity, she could trust him? That he really never had any intention of hurting her? "Come on, people," Pete called out. "We don't have all day. Take your places!" Sterling appeared then, looking amazing and confident. She hurried across the dining room and threw her arms around his shoulders. "Did we catch that on tape?" Pete called out. "That will be perfect for the opening." "Got it, boss!" the cameraman replied. Chloe hardly thought of the program. She was filled with nothing but excitement about how her life was changing. "Thank you," she whispered. "If you liked that surprise, just wait." "Whatâ" "We're rolling, people!" Sterling kissed her forehead, tucked her hand in the crook of his arm, then guided her into the dining room. Jesse stood, and the two men shook hands. The women said hello. But before anyone could say another word, the swinging door from the kitchen swung open. "Hello, princess!" Chloe whirled around. "Dad," she breathed. "You're here!" "I'm family, aren't I?" he said, beaming. "Yes!" She raced over and hugged him. When she looked up, her gaze caught on Sterling. He looked happy and pleased for her. And she could only smile and mouth more thanks. "Let's sit down," she said, noticing the extra chair for the first time. But before they could move, someone else called out. "Richard! Richard, where are you?" Her father blanched, then looked nervous. When the door swung open again, a woman entered, walked up to Richard, preened for the camera, then said, "Silly, aren't you going to introduce me?" "Bitsy, I told you to wait for me in the kitchen." Bitsy? Chloe couldn't imagine who this woman was. Though woman was being kind. Teenager, schoolgirl, perky cheerleader all seemed more appropriate. Bitsy was most any man's dream. Blond, naturally, darn it all. Tall, even without heels. Thin, though with generous breasts that she was displaying prominently. It would only be fair if they were fake. Chloe gaped, then turned to look at her father. "Yes, Dad, aren't you going to introduce us?" "Ah, well, princess, this is Bitsy Young." A more appropriate name, she couldn't imagine. Chloe could only stare, not understanding what she felt. "His girlfriend," Bitsy clarified, taking Richard's arm. Whatever she was feeling just got worse. "Isn't he a doll?" Bitsy cooed. Richard blushed. Chloe's mouth closed, then opened again. Kate rushed over and took her by the arm. "It's nice to meet you, Bitsy. Isn't that right, Chloe?" Chloe still only stared until Kate surreptitiously elbowed her in the ribs. "Yes," she managed. "Isn't it time to eat?" Chloe walked stiffly to the table, where another chair was hastily added. She hated that she was mad, but she was. She refused to consider why she felt so upset by this development. At the table, with the camera rolling, conversation was strained. At least it was strained for everyone but Bitsy, who smiled and preened and plastered herself to Chloe's dad. "So, where did you two meet?" Chloe asked, trying to find it in herself to be kind. Her father looked like he didn't want to answer. Bitsy wasn't as reluctant. "We met three months ago at the grocery store. You know, the one at the Crossroads. We've been dating ever since. In fact he just surprised me with the most romantic trip to Ruidoso." No wonder he had been so eager to go. "And what made you return?" Chloe asked. "Well, your friend here," her dad said. "Trey. He said it was a surprise." She turned a baleful eye on Sterling. She might have been thankful minutes ago, but her "thanks" quotient was suddenly running decidedly low. He had the good grace to grimace. "Surprise," he said, then added to Richard, "You didn't mention that you had your own surprise." The meal was an eternity. But they somehow managed to muck through an hour's worth of eating and talking. Every word Chloe uttered was perfectly polite. "Cut," Pete called out. "That was great! Tension, intrigue, the kind of family dynamic that contrasts beautifully with Mindy's happy, uncomplicated family. This is really fabulous, Chloe. Good job!" Like she had planned it. Richard stood. "Princess, I'll let you finish up here." He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. "I hope I was okay ... I didn't want to embarrass you." She smiled wanly and watched him and Bitsy leave. Silence reigned. "Well," Julia said, "that was some woman." "Woman?" Chloe bleated, then instantly cut herself off. She was mature and not about to make a scene. "Chloe," Sterling said, commanding her attention. When she looked at him, he said, "I'm sorry. I didn't know. I wanted this to be perfect for you. I never meant to upset you." "Upset?" she asked. "Me? I'm not upset," she lied. "I'm fine," she added. "I just need some fresh air." She pushed up from the table and was out the back door before anyone could stop her. Afraid to go home and not wanting to go back inside, she decided to take a walk. Halfway down Julia's driveway, she stopped at the sight of an unfamiliar woman coming up the drive. "Hello, there," the woman called out. She was dressed impeccably, if outrageously. A bit like Julia, actually. Her hair was the same color as Sterling's and Ben's. She had the same eyes, even the same mouth. "I'm Diana," the woman stated. She was a tall woman, beautiful, with a smile that was both confident and knowing. "You must be Chloe, from the show. I'm Sterling's sister." She emphasized her brother's name, and Chloe instantly realized that Diana knew of her brother's subterfuge. "It's nice to meet you," Chloe responded. "Sterling mentioned he had a sister." A flicker of surprise showed on the other woman's face before she recovered. "So you know. And I thought I was going to get a little revenge." "Yes, I know. Actually, I've known for some time." "Ah, well . . . Good. Glad to hear it. Though if it were me, I'd be furious about Sterling and Ben's bet. I guess you're just much nicer than me. Personally, I don't think I would ever speak to either of them again after what they've done." It felt like the blood in her veins froze. "Bet? There was a bet?" Instantly, Diana's eyes glittered and her smile turned wickedly triumphant. "You said you knew." "That he's Sterling Prescott, yes." "Oh, dear," Diana said, though she didn't bother to hide her smile. "I guess he didn't tell you everything, then." She started to step past her. "He doesn't know I'm in town yet, but Grandmere told me where I could find him. I'd better go in and say hello." "Wait! Tell me what you're talking about." "Shouldn't you ask Sterling about that?" Diana asked slyly. "Please, just tell me." "All right, if you insist." Clearly she was dying to spill what she knew. "Sterling made a bet that he could save this KTEX TV and win your heart or approval, or something. Whatever, but Sterling had to do it without using his name or his money. The deal was if Sterling won, Ben would have to return to the family business in St. Louis. You can't imagine how hard we've been trying for years to get the black sheep to come home. The setup is inspired, actually. You knowing who Sterling is no doubt is a glitch. But I know my brother. One way or another, Sterling always gets what he wants." Chloe stared, her mind reeling. Not only had Sterling lied to her, he had turned her into some sort of a bet. If the bet worked or not, didn't matter. She had been some man's pawn. When Diana started to say something else, Chloe turned on her heel and headed down the drive. She needed to walk; she needed space to gather her thoughts. She felt like she was breaking in two as the whole manipulative plan finally fell into place. No wonder she had never been able to understand why he had lied about who he was. It wasn't a simple misunderstanding, as he had claimed. It wasn't something he hadn't been able to control. He had controlled and manipulated the whole thing for a reasonâa specific reason. She hadn't been wrong about Sterling Prescott after all. He was a callous, cutthroat corporate raider who would do whatever it took to get what he wanted. The fact that he had finally admitted who he was didn't take away the reality that he would make such a bet in the first place. It was bad enough that she had fallen for a man's lieâ she who had been on guard against them her whole lifeâ but then to have forgiven him so quickly, so willingly, because he had made it sound so innocent, so unplanned. Forgiving him so easily made her doubt her judgment, and that was the hardest part of all. Questions and doubts circled in her head as she strode down Meadowlark Drive, the golf course stretching out beside her. If Sterling won her, if he gained whatever it was he actually wanted, would he tire of her just as that guy Sid had said? Could she ever let her guard down around him if he was the kind of man who would do something like this? Would she have to play games her whole life to keep