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She huffed out a laugh and shook her head. "You're awfully bossy. I don't know if I like a bossy man."
"I beg to differ, Isabel. I remember you liking my bossiness very well."
Color bloomed in her cheeks and he smiled at her response. The primitive part of him loved that he could bring that out in her with a few truthful words. "It's getting late. Would you like to see your room?"
After showing her the makeshift art studio he'd had created for her, they hadn't finished the tour of the penthouse. He'd left her alone to go through her new things like a kid in a candy store, her excitement tangible. He'd ordered them food, and she'd met him in the kitchen a short time later.
"Just tell me where it is. I'm sure I can find it."
He grasped her hand in his and lifted it to his lips to kiss. "Nothing will happen here that you do not wholly consent to, Isabel. I give you my word."
"I-I wouldn't be here if I thought otherwise."
He liked that she trusted him. And he'd do nothing to break that trust. "Good. Now that we have that out of the way, how about we finish the tour?"
