Page 59 of Her Sensual Protector

“You don’t want to tell me? Or can’t tell me?”

Leo shrugged.

“Hmmm. I tagged you as military right off. Might have had a little something with the duffel bag,” Doug grinned. “But the habit you have of not saying much of anything tells me you’ve been around the block a time or two.”

Leo took another sip of his scotch.

“I’ll just ask you outright. Are you good for her?”

“I really think I am, Doug. But that’s got to be for her to decide, now doesn’t it?”

“Yep, I like you.” Doug clinked his glass against Leo’s.

* * *

“Ouch,” she mumbled. What in the hell was digging into her shoulder?

Daisy sat up and realized it was her satellite phone. She’d been sleeping on it. How had that happened?

God, she was hot.

She pushed off the covers and realized she was stark naked. This was so not how she normally slept. She looked around the room and it took her more than a minute to remember what happened. She looked down at the end of the bed and saw a black T-shirt waiting for her. She knew immediately it was Leo’s.

Looking over at her duffel and backpack, she could see how empty they were. He must have sent out her laundry to guest services. She turned on her satellite phone. What time was it? For that matter, what day was it?

Getting out of bed, she slipped on the shirt and then grabbed her vanity case out of her bag and took it into the bathroom. After she was done in there and her teeth were actually brushed she felt halfway human. It was ten in the morning. There were still bruises underneath her eyes, but now she didn’t look like a zombie, so score one for sleep.

She grabbed one of the bottles of water that the hotel had provided then sat back down on the bed and started to scroll through her messages. Her team had handled almost everything that she had been contacted about. She loved these people. She had almost finished her bottle when her phone rang. It was Leo.

“Hello.”

“You sound much better. You’re not even slurring your words.” She could hear the smile in his voice.

“I feel much better.” She put down the bottle, then switched ears with the phone. “I really appreciate your help yesterday.”

“It wasn’t any problem. I was just glad to help.”

Daisy felt her cheeks heat. “You mean you would have done that for anyone?”

“I probably wouldn’t have cuddled one of my teammates in my lap, no.” Leo chuckled.

If she blushed anymore, she’d suffer from heatstroke.

“You still there?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“You’re blushing, aren’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“You know, for someone who runs an international charity, you sure do like one-syllable answers.”

This time it was her turn to laugh.

“I’d really like to see you today, Daisy.”

“I have to go back to the camp.”