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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Daniel stared out across the beach from the lanai of his penthouse. His laptop was open in front of him, but he couldn’t focus on shit.
Instead, he was running a movie of his time so far with Harper in his head. She was currently with BookFlix, driving to different spots on the island and reviewing them for the upcoming filming of her book.
He had tried to think of a reason to go with her and came up blank. He hated that he’d even thought about it. Since when had he become a needy lover?
Sex. That’s what this was. Harper was an incredible lover. He just needed to sink his cock inside her a few more times.
He hardened at the thought of the sex balls inside her and wondered if she had touched herself.
Daniel picked up his phone.
If you were closer, I would turn the toy on. Make sure you behave.
There was something else bothering him.
The way a shadow had crossed her face when the young BookFlix women had tried to flirt with him.
He was used to that shit. It meant nothing to him.
Did he hate it? No. He disrespected it.
What did these fucking women think he was going to do? Jump across the table and ask them to spread it while he threw money at them and licked their pussy?
Crass? Yes. But fucking come on.
The more he thought about it, the more he remembered how angry he’d felt in the moment watching Harper, who was clearly upset. He’d wanted to drag her out of the room and tell her...what?
What did he want her to know?
That she was important to him?
That he was committed to her for the two weeks they remained on the island? That he’d never touch another female? Until he returned to New York.
Because he would.
Right?
Well, not Nadia Mackenzie. He wasn’t sinking his cock into a woman he didn’t want as if he was some goddamn man whore. The thought of her in his bed, where Harper had lay while he plowed into her unsheathed, made him nauseous.
Being with Harper skin to skin had been the opposite. He’d never done that with a woman before and fuck, it had taken things to another level.
And not just physically.
Somehow, it had made him feel closer to her on a level that was new. Spilling into her, knowing the risk of creating a life was terrifying and thrilling.
And completely fucking crazy.
“Shit,” Daniel said, slamming the laptop closed.
What if he got her pregnant? Visions of Harper swollen with his child filled overwhelmed him. She’d look fucking gorgeous.
Daniel stood and walked to the edge of the lanai, running his hand over his hair.
Jesus.
He had fucking feelings for this woman. Strong feelings. It was time to admit it was more than just lust.
