Page 60 of Her Sensual Protector

“The others, including Rayi, have already left.”

“They what?”

“You snooze, you lose. Everybody figured you could use the extra sleep.”

“But I need to show them around.”

“Annie already talked to the head man at the Red Cross and arranged for a tour. They’re set for today. Doug said to tell you that tomorrow you can set up a tour with the ladies you want your team to meet.”

“Goddammit, Leo. I don’t like this. I wanted to go.”

“Daisy, you have to admit you’re burnt out. According to Doug, he’s never seen you like this, not even when you first started. You know you need to cut yourself some slack.”

Her gut reaction was to fight back and tell him he was wrong, but she took a moment to really think. “I’m not sure that I can,” she whispered. “I’ve gotten so many things wrong. What if how I’ve been running things has been wrong? Maybe I’m too hands-off? I sit in my office, moving chess pieces around on the board, playing God. How can I possibly do that without walking in their shoes?”

“I’m coming upstairs.”

“What are you talking about? I’m fine, Leo.”

“You better damn well open the door when I knock.”

“Leo, I don’t…” She was talking to thin air.

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The door opened before he even knocked on it.

He stared down at her shining, beautiful face and glared. “Tell me you looked through the peephole.”

“I just wanted to prove you didn’t even have to knock.”

“Daisy,” he growled.

She held up her hands. “I looked, I looked.” Her eyes were twinkling. Well, that was better. He’d been worried that she’d been spiraling. Oh, who the hell was he kidding? He was still worrying.

“Leo, don’t look at me like that, I’m going to be just fine. And why is it that you always have to find me in hotel rooms when I’m falling apart?” She damn near flounced to the bed and sat down. He noticed that her linen pants and white shirt were clean. The laundry service had really come through.

“You never fall apart. You’re one of the strongest people I’ve ever met.”

“Bullshit. You’re a SEAL, you hang around with SEALs. I cried all over you because of fucking daddy issues. Don’t tell me I’m strong.” She shot back up off the bed and started to rip off the blankets and tugging up the sheets.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like? I’m making the bed. I always make the bed. I just hadn’t gotten around to it yet.”

Leo went to the other side and started pulling up the sheet.

“Stop it. I can do it myself.”

Leo ignored her and continued to help.

“You’re not going to listen to me, are you?” she asked.

“I will when you tell me something worthwhile.”

“What, you think the whining I was just doing over the phone was worthwhile? Me being upset because I can’t figure if I should or shouldn’t be at the camp? Whether I should or shouldn’t be working in the States? Sure, Leo, who the hell wants to hear that load of crap?”

She grabbed the comforter off the floor and swung it over the bed. Leo grabbed his side and then let it waft over the bed.