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She’s right, it doesn’t answer her question. But I can’t answer it. I don’t know why I put the price up on the spot. Gut instinct maybe? My subconscious must have tapped into something.
“It is,” I agree. “But the project’s worth it and Beaufort knows that. He’ll get back over ten times what he invests.” She’s still staring at me, so I add, “It’s just business.”
“Yeah.” She rolls her eyes. “Just business. Like I’d ever be able to understand.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
She leans forward to our driver and asks him to pull over to let her out.
“Where are you going?” I snap my head in her direction as she climbs out of the car.
“Sightseeing,” she replies as I jump out behind her.
“On your own?”
She rolls her eyes again. She does it a lot in my company and it’s starting to grate on me. She views spending time with me with the same amount of enthusiasm as someone who’s about to have a rectal examination.
“There are things I want to see, and I’ve booked a Vatican tour at four o’clock.”
“I told Drew I’d—”
“Ugh. Leave my brother out of this. I went alone in Milan, didn’t I?”
Yeah, and you had one of my security team following you discreetly the whole time.
“Rome’s busier,” I argue.
Maddy screws her face up. “You’re being ridiculous. I’m going and that’s that. Instead of worrying about what I’m doing all the time, why don’t you do something for you?Live a little.” She smirks. “That was the advice you gave me before this trip. Now it’s your turn.” She cocks a brow at me and then rummages inside her purse. “Go on your dating apps. I’ve not seen you use them since we arrived. Find a beautiful Italian woman to stroke your ego for a while.”
When I don’t reply, she glances up at me. “What? Lost the thrill of bedding a woman purely based upon looks?”
“Not now, Mads!” I snap with more force than I intend.
Her brows pull together, the line between them cutting deep into her skin. Only I don’t feel any delight in seeing it there this time.
Here comes the fucking headache.
“You can’t sightsee in those, anyway.” I look at the black stilettos on her feet. She’ll have to come back to the house to change them, and that’ll give me enough time to arrange a member of the security team to keep an eye on her for the rest of the day. Problem solved.
“Oh, darn it. You’re right.” She bats her eyelashes at me in mock sweetness as she rests one hand on the roof of the car. She pulls a pair of flat sandals from her purse and removes her heels one at a time, swapping them for the new pair. Then she hands her heels to me.
“Mads—”
“Bye, Logan. Don’t wait up!” She thanks our driver and then skips away, her head already spinning side to side as she looks up at the beautiful buildings in delight, a wide smile on her face.
“Sir?”
I glance at my driver, then at Maddy’s retreating figure.
Fuck’s sake.
“I’ll call you if I need you. But you might as well take the rest of the day off,” I mutter.
He gives me a questioning look as I hand him Maddy’s shoes.
Then I race up the street after her.
“Gelato. Mm, this is good.” Maddy grins and then wraps her lips around the ice cream again.
