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“You don’t have to need it. Take it anyway.”
I watch her gaze dance back and forth between my eyes before she finally forces herself to swallow and I see the fight die in her.
“This park is no place for a woman to sleep alone. I couldn’t rest knowing you’re out here. So just come with me tonight.”
Her brows are pinched together when she asks, “What do you want…in return?”
“Nothing,” I reply without hesitation.
“You don’t need to lure young women to your apartment to get laid, do you?”
I laugh a little at that. “Not really.”
With that, she lets out a heavy exhale. I notice her glance behind me at her van before sending me a quick nod. “Fine. If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll go.”
“Thank you,” I reply.
“You always get what you want, don’t you?” she asks as she moves toward her van, sliding the door closed and then facing me with a stern expression.
For a moment, I wonder if it’s some sort of twist of fate that brought us together twice in one night. If there was something more powerful at play when I left my apartment to walk the streets, without knowing she’d be walking them too.
I don’t bother letting my eyes drink in the long, slender shape of her legs or the stubborn expression on her face. I refuse to get attached to the idea that Daisy and I are anything more than acquaintances, because I know better. She’s right. I don’t have to do much to get women into my bed, but I’m dreaming if I think I can get one like her to stay.
Getting my heart broken is painful enough. But getting mine broken by a woman like Daisy might kill me.
So, I lie. And with a smile, I nod. “Yes, I do.”
RULE #5: SOME OPPORTUNITIES ARE TOO GOOD TO PASS UP
Daisy
Well, this is an interesting turn of events. I’m in an elevator in my pajamas with Ronan Kade in the middle of the night, about to sleep in his apartment, like some sort of vagrant he found on the streets. Which…technically, I am.
I can’t decide if I’m incredibly lucky or incredibly stupid.
We stand in silence until the elevator chimes and the doors open. Then we’re in a foyer area, and he strides across the small space, using a key to open the heavy door. As we step through, my jaw nearly hits the floor. It’s an expansive space that leads to floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city and the bay beyond. The kitchen is bigger than my entire van, and the living room has a TV that’s surely taller than I am.
He walks into the room, his shoes clicking against the marble floor. But I’m standing by the door in silence, wondering how I went from shivering under three blankets an hour ago, to now standing in a penthouse suite in the city.
“Come in, Daisy,” he calls, his deep, authoritative voice echoing through the room.
I quickly follow him, but I can’t stop looking around.
“Agatha will be here in the morning. She will make breakfast and get you anything you need.”
I pause. “Who’s Agatha?”
“Agatha is my housekeeper,” he answers matter-of-factly.
He leads me down a long hallway with rooms on each side. The one straight ahead appears to be an office with another large window, where the night sky is shimmering through the glass. My eyes linger on the office, knowing that it must contain a lot of important information.
“This is the guest bedroom,” he says, opening a tall door that leads into a massive bedroom. As I step in, he clicks on the light for me. The bedding is a crisp white with more pillows than necessary. “There’s an en suite bathroom here too. Help yourself to whatever you need.”
As I spin around to see the bathroom, I come face to face with Ronan. His chestnut brown eyes stare down at me expectantly.
“Why were you walking in the middle of the night?” I ask.
His jaw clenches. “I like to go for walks when I can’t sleep.”
