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“You’re right.” He points at me across the desk. “The coast is better. Daisy’s there now. We can bring her onboard to help us. It’ll benefit her business as well. Win-win!”
His suggestion eases my irritation slightly. Daisy is not an obnoxious party planner, and she’s connected to someone I’m very interested in seeing again. “It might be worth a try.”
He pauses and studies me from across the desk. “That’s a sudden switch.”
I’m on my feet again, straightening my suit. “Daisy’s wedding reception last month was quite elegant. She has good taste, and she knows our clients.”
“Excellent. Set up a time for us to meet here in the office. We can hash out all the details, set a date, and get the ball rolling.” He returns to his chair, smiling with satisfaction. “Glad you discovered that girl.”
At the moment, I tend to agree.
Heading back to my office, I slide my phone out of my pocket and send a quick text to Daisy. Need to chat. Miles wants to host a gala in Oceanside. Hoping you’ll join forces.
It doesn’t take long for her to reply. Ooo… a gala. I’m sure you’re thrilled. She includes a string of those small yellow faces that are either laughing or crying.
I ignore her sarcasm. Would your cousin be available? Her floral work is stunning.
As is she.
Gray dots float on the screen, and I’m annoyed by the tension in my shoulders. It’s unprofessional, and I never pursue women I can’t predict.
Perhaps this is a bad idea.
Daisy’s reply pops up on my screen. I’ll ask her. If it’s a yes, I’ll give you her number.
The tension in my shoulders releases at once, which should be another red flag. I ignore it. Thanks. Let me know. Miles would like you to come to the office.
Another pause. More gray dots. I’ll stop by tomorrow afternoon. Should know about Sly then as well.
Sly. I prefer the name Joselyn, but I’m intrigued by her nickname. I want to know how she got it. Maybe she can tell me as I trace my tongue along the curve of her full breasts, as I cup them in my hands and roll her tight nipples between my fingers. The fantasy rouses my cock, and I slide a hand down the front of my pants.
One way to handle this. I’ll ask her to dinner, take her home, and fuck this itch out of my system. Then we can take care of the gala and my life can return to normal.
I don’t do trouble, and I don’t do relationships.
Passing the gold-framed antique mirror in the long hallway, I inspect my designer suit and straighten my silk tie. My beard is close and my hair is artfully messy. Everything in my life is controlled, including the females with whom I choose to interact.
It’s a good plan. Balance restored.
Chapter 3
Joselyn
“It’s happening.” My throat is tight as I clutch my phone to my ear. I’m breathless, and I tell myself it’s anticipation, not dread. “He’s going to propose.”
“Is that really what you want?” Daisy’s hesitant tone frustrates me.
“God, is it so hard for you to just be happy for me?”
“Is it so hard for you not to act like a fifteen-year-old on her period?”
My cousin is one of the few people in my life not bothered by my strong personality. She’ll also call me on my shit.
“It’s what I’ve been waiting for, Daisy. Yes, it’s what I want.”
“Well, he’s definitely got you where he wants you.” She still doesn’t sound happy for me. “You’ve given up half your clients, moved in with him—”
“I wanted to move in with him. His place is gorgeous, and I’m there if he has a spasm in the night.”
