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156 Irresistible Forces heard her sister correctly, she asked, “Cheyenne actually fainted?” “Yes. Roz said she’s okay but they are having a doctor check her out anyway.” Taylor knew how much her sister disliked doctors. “Where is Cheyenne?” she asked, knowing a photo shoot could take Cheyenne anywhere. “She happens to be on one of those islands not far from where you are.” “Which one?” A few minutes later Taylor was ending the call with her sister. She turned to find Dominic standing in the same spot he’d been standing when she had placed the call. “Is there a problem?” She glanced over at him and tried not to notice how sexy he looked standing there with his hands inside the pockets of his shorts. He had nice legs for a man. Muscular and bowed. “I don’t know. Cheyenne passed out while doing a photo shoot. I need to make sure she’s okay.” Dominic nodded and moved to stand in front of her. “Where is she?” “On an island not far from here called Bimini Bay.” He appeared to consider her response for a mere second before saying, “Okay, then, let’s go.” Taylor was amazed how quickly Dominic had made things happen. A half hour later a private plane

Brenda Jackson 157 had been chartered to take them to Bimini Bay. At twenty-three, Cheyenne was the youngest in the family and after a brief stint as a television reporter she’d tried her hand at modeling, saying it would give her the chance to travel and live in some of the most beautiful and exotic places. A few years ago she had purchased a home in Jamaica, but traveled back home for important family events, and like Taylor, she was on the board of the Steele Corporation. Taylor couldn’t help but smile when she thought of her sister, the rebel. She had taken being the baby in the Steele family to all-new heights. Her male cousins had thought Vanessa was a handful while growing up, but nothing had prepared them for Cheyenne. Whereas Vanessa and Taylor favored their father, Cheyenne had inherited their mother’s strong Native American features, bestowing upon her an exotic look, which is why she was given the name of her mother’s ancestry. She had beautiful brown skin, high cheekbones and dark eyes. Even as a child Cheyenne had gotten her share of admiring looks. It hadn’t come as a surprise to anyone that while working as a news reporter a few years back, the president of a top modeling agency, who had seen her on television, had made Cheyenne an offer she couldn’t refuse to come work for him. “Here, drink this. It will calm your nerves.” She looked up as Dominic placed a cup of warm tea in her hand. From the moment she had

Brenda Jackson 157<br />

had been chartered to take them to Bimini Bay. At<br />

twenty-three, Cheyenne was the youngest in the<br />

family and after a brief stint as a television reporter<br />

she’d tried her hand at modeling, saying it would<br />

give her the chance to travel and live in some of the<br />

most beautiful and exotic places. A few years ago she<br />

had purchased a home in Jamaica, but traveled back<br />

home for important family events, and like Taylor,<br />

she was on the board of the Steele Corporation.<br />

Taylor couldn’t help but smile when she thought<br />

of her sister, the rebel. She had taken being the baby<br />

in the Steele family to all-new heights. Her male<br />

cousins had thought Vanessa was a handful while<br />

growing up, but nothing had prepared them for<br />

Cheyenne. Whereas Vanessa and Taylor favored<br />

their father, Cheyenne had inherited their mother’s<br />

strong Native American features, bestowing upon<br />

her an exotic look, which is why she was given the<br />

name of her mother’s ancestry. She had beautiful<br />

brown skin, high cheekbones and dark eyes. Even<br />

as a child Cheyenne had gotten her share of admiring<br />

looks. It hadn’t <strong>com</strong>e as a surprise to anyone that<br />

while working as a news reporter a few years back,<br />

the president of a top modeling agency, who had<br />

seen her on television, had made Cheyenne an offer<br />

she couldn’t refuse to <strong>com</strong>e work for him.<br />

“Here, drink this. It will calm your nerves.”<br />

She looked up as Dominic placed a cup of<br />

warm tea in her hand. From the moment she had

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