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Morgan knew he was moving at light speed, but that’s how he lived his life. See a problem, find the solution, and put it in action before any second thoughts could throw a rock in his path. Moving in together was inevitable. Moving her into his penthouse apartment gave them the security and privacy they needed.
Living with him would keep her protected and keep the press far away from her. Later, once they had settled into life together, he would propose marriage and they could make plans for the rest of their lives together.
“I can’t move in with you,” she said, looking more confused than negative on the suggestion. “We barely know one another.”
“We can get to know each other, once you’re safe and secure… in my apartment.”
“But-but… this is crazy and rash and… and crazy.”
Morgan smiled and leaned down to brush a kiss on her lips. “How do you think I earned my first five million? By being crazy and rash and moving at light speed. It may sound crazy, but I have already decided that you’re the woman, the masochist, for me. Question is, can you see yourself living with me, loving me, following my commands, and allowing me to spank your stress away whenever you need it?”
She frowned and looked thoughtful for nearly a minute. But before she could answer, a knock came at the still open door.
“Zoe? Are you all right? Should I call the police?”
Zoe sat up so quickly, she wobbled. It took a moment to recover her equilibrium before she said, “It’s all right, Mrs. Falconi. Don’t call the police.”
“Are you sure, dear?” the woman called back. “I have my phone with me. They can be here in just a few minutes and kick out the ruffian who broke your door.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Falconi, but I’m fine,” Zoe called back before she shifted to stand.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Morgan grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms.
“If she doesn’t see me, she really will call the cops. And that’s the last thing I need on top of everything else today.”
She knew her neighbors better than he did, so he released her and watched her walk out to the living room. She heard the two women talking before the neighbor left and Zoe returned.
“You know you’re going to have to replace my door, don’t you?” she asked from the doorway. “And probably the frame as well.”
“I know. While I arrange for a repairman and movers, why don’t you start packing.”
“I never said I’d move in with you,” she pointed out with a smirk.
“But you will because you are my sweet, obedient masochist. And, if you don’t, I’ll have to hire security guards to camp out in the lobby, which will probably piss your property manager off more than a busted door.”
Zoe looked befuddled, as if she knew he was right, but did not want to admit it. After a moment, she took a deep breath and released it in a rush as she threw up her hands.
“All right. I’ll move in with you. For now. Once I find a new job, I’ll find my own apartment and give you back your privacy.”
Morgan crossed her to her, pulling her into his arms for a long hug. “Thank you, bunny. I promise you won’t regret it.”
He also knew, but didn’t voice, that once she was in his home, he would not be letting her move out again without a fight. For now, though, it was enough that she would be in his bed tonight where he could comfort and care for her.
Chapter Seventeen
It was late evening before Zoe collapsed onto the couch in Morgan’s living room. She was still amazed that in the past eight hours Morgan had not only found a man who could buy and replace the broken door and frame, but also engaged a moving and storage company to send a full crew out on a Sunday afternoon to pack up and move her things from the apartment to a storage unit.
She had packed up what she wanted to take to Morgan’s penthouse, and those boxes, bags, and suitcases went into the back of Morgan’s SUV. While the movers packed up everything else under her watchful eye, Morgan had contacted the property manager and somehow gotten him to release her from her lease. She had a feeling it cost him a pretty penny, but he would not tell her the amount.
Without a job, she had no idea how she was going to pay him back for all he had spent just getting her moved. But somehow, some way, she would repay his kindness and generosity.
Though she was beyond exhausted, physically and mentally, she could not stop her thoughts from racing and worrying about her future. She had school loans to pay off, and bills to pay, and no job, which meant no income. She also did not know what other jobs she would want to try her hand at.
From childhood, all she wanted to do was heal the sick, and found a love for the children, but from this morning’s meeting, that was no longer an option. At least not here in the city. She wasn’t sure where else she could move to, but she would start looking as soon as she got some sleep.
“Come on, bunny,” Morgan said.
Opening her eyes, she found him standing in front of her holding out one hand.
