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she didn’t have to solve this problem. “Again, this is not your problem. It’s your father’s and he needs to deal with it on his own.”
     
    Evelyn shook her head, “Michael, you know I can’t do that to him.”
     
    “Why not?!!” Michael drew in a deep breath and counted to ten, trying to calm himself down. “You don’t even know this guy and your dad expects you to marry him in four days?”
     
    Shrugging, she said, “The timing was Mr. Taylor’s. He wants his son to grow up, rather sooner than later.”
     
     
    “Well, if you can’t tell your dad no, call Mr. Taylor and tell him. You can’t honestly be thinking of going through with this.” Turning to face her once again, “Tell me you’re not really thinking of doing this?”
     
    “What other choice do I have?”
     
    “You have me.”
     
    Evelyn shook her head, “No I don’t. We’re friends, remember. And you and Victor have the company to think about…”
     
    Michael stopped and stared right at her, “What do you mean, ‘Victor and I have the company to think about?’  Did you happen to hit your head at lunch and forget that you are part of that company as well?”
     
    Evelyn started crying again and hated her lack of control, “No, I didn’t forget. But Mr. Taylor expects me to spend the first month of my marriage to his son at his property in Spain, getting to know Henry.”
     
    Michael began shaking his head at the absurdity of what her father and Mr. Taylor had put together, “Evie, listen to what you’re saying. Not only are they expecting you to get married to a guy you’ve never met, they then want you to spend a month in another country with the same guy. That’s ridiculous.”
     
    “That’s what I told my father. Mr. Taylor made it clear to my father that the timing is non-negotiable and the wedding has to happen this Saturday.”
     
    “You’re talking as if it’s going to occur. This is crazy. Call you r dad and tell him to figure out another way to clear his debt.” Saying this, Michael walked over and handed her the phone. “Do it. Call your dad and tell him you’re not marrying Harry.”
     
    “Henry.”
     
    “What?!!”
     
    “His name is Henry, not Harry.”
     
    “I don’t care if he’s the damn Pope, you’re not marrying him in four day, or four weeks.” Michael continued to hold the phone out to her, demanding that she call her father and decline his offer.
     
    Evelyn looked at the phone, everything in her wanting to reach out and take it. She could make a thirty-second phone call and put this all behind her. Unfortunately, the other voice in her head reminded her that making that phone call would also be destroying her father and potentially Davenport Shipping.
     
    Looking up she met Michael’s eyes and slowly shook her head. “I can’t.”
     
    Michael stared at her, angry with her father for putting her in this situation, but also angry with her for not having the backbone to stand up and take something for herself. Angry that she wouldn’t stand up and fight for what the two of them might have.
     
    Thrusting the phone in her direction one more time, he said, “You can. One phone call, Evie, and this will all be behind you and we can focus on the company and us. I care about you and I know we could make things work between us. Give us a chance. Make the phone call.”
     
    Evelyn stared at Michael and knew that the decision she made in the next few seconds would forever change her life, one way or another. If she made the call, she would have no further excuse to avoid Michael. If they found they couldn’t make a relationship work, she would lose him, most likely his friendship and ultimately Victor and their company as well. She would have already lost her father and would be left with nothing.
     
    If she didn’t make the phone call, she would definitely hurt Michael and lose the company. She would have to work hard to make up for hurting Michael, but he would eventually get