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“Of course,” I reply with a blushing smile. When he takes the seat across the aisle from me, I feel his gaze on my face and I turn toward the window to hide the urge to grin at him.
Head on straight, Daisy.
When I glance back at him, he’s snickering, his legs crossed in front of him.
“What is so funny?”
He leans closer so our heads are nearly touching. “This flight attendant is new. I’ve never met her before. And she seems to think you’re my daughter.”
My eyes widen as I lift them to look at his face. “She does?”
“Yeah. She said, ‘Let me know if I can get you or your daughter anything during our flight.’”
My cheeks flush. “She was flirting with you!” I whisper.
“No, she wasn’t.” His brow is furrowed in denial as he looks down at his phone.
“Yes, she was. She was checking to see if you’d correct her, and you didn’t.”
When he leans away, leaving the aisle clear for the flight attendant to walk through, I get an overwhelming sense of jealousy creeping through me like fire. When she holds the tray carrying two flutes of champagne, I glance up at her face to find her watching Ronan with interest.
He smiles up at her, and my jaw clenches on reflex.
I reach a hand out and intimately brush it against the sleeve of his shirt, for no reason at all. Okay, there is a reason, and it’s to assert dominance. I notice the way her eyes track the movement, and it pleases me.
“Will I be making up one full bed or two singles for the flight?” she asks.
“One bed,” I bark before Ronan has time to answer.
The woman shoots me a fake smile and I bite back my irritation. I have no claim on Ronan and no reason to stop him from flirting with whoever he wants. But I’ll be damned if this woman is going to step in on him while I’mright here.
I take my hand away from his arm and take the flute of champagne from the tray.
“We can go straight to the apartment when we arrive so you can freshen up,” he says. “And if you’re up for it, I think the Louvre in the morning would be perfect.” He finally looks up from his phone, and I can’t help myself. My next words come flying out of my mouth.
“Whatever you want, Daddy.”
The flight attendant’s eyes snap toward my face at the same moment Ronan’s do, and I’m biting my lip so hard, I’m afraid it will bleed. I’m staring straight ahead as I put the bubbly drink to my lips and take a satisfying sip.
But when I turn my gaze to him, I freeze at the expression on his face. It’s serious and nearly in shock. He clears his throat, adjusting himself in his seat as he looks away.
The smile drains from my face. After a tense moment, the flight attendant moves back to the private part of the plane, where she’s out of earshot.
“Don’t do that again,” he mumbles.
My cheeks flood with heat. “What? Why?”
With a stern glance, he replies, “You know why.”
It’s tense and quiet between us as the plane starts to move down the runway, and I’m so lost in this haze of confusion and strange longing that I don’t know which way is up.
Did me calling RonanDaddyreally affect him that much?
I can’t shake this weird feeling in my belly from being reprimanded by him. Ronan has always been warm and kind to me, but that sudden cold tone of his went straight down my spine like ice water.
The entire time we climb to altitude, I’m stewing in my seat. I don’t even know why I’m angry at him or what I want, but I’m fuming. So angry I want to stomp my feet and cause a scene. I want that flight attendant to know thatIam the one here with him, and I’m not his fucking daughter. I’m the center of his attention. The one he will be focusing on. Even if we’re not romantic or sleeping together, right now, he belongs tome.
We’re cruising at ten thousand feet when I feel Ronan’s eyes land on my face, and I know he can tell how upset I am. I hate sitting under his scrutiny, so with a huff, I unclasp my belt and bolt out of my seat.
