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Finally, my adrenaline wanes enough to let me lie still, wrapped around her. If it weren’t for the duvet between us, and the fact I have too much to work out before I can sleep, I’d think this night ended perfectly.

AT SOME POINT I must have fallen asleep, because I wake to the most exquisite sight I could ask for. Dayna is propped up on her elbow, facing me, watching me. I must have wormed under the covers during the night because I’m just inches from her, and my cock is betraying my lack of mental restraint.

“Thank you for last night,” she whispers.

I reach out to her cheek, which actually doesn’t look as bad as I thought it would — red, but not purple and angry like I expected. “How do you feel today?”

“Better. I’m sorry you had to see me like that. I’ve got a handle on things now. I’m thinking more rationally.”

I sigh in relief. “Good. There’ll be another opportunity out here, and the industry might have stabilised by that time so you can take advantage alone.”

She leans back, her eyebrows scrunched. “I’m still bidding for the well. I’m not letting Kahn intimidate me.”

The noise I make is somewhere between a groan and an animal crying for help. I sit up on the edge of the bed and rest my forearms on my knees. “Dayna, you can’t do this. It’s dangerous. Do you really want to end up the same way as your father? Is that what you want?”

She sits up, cross-legged. “How can you say that to me?”

I stand and start pacing the floor. “Because someone needs to tell you to stop behaving like a fool. I won’t see you hurt, Dayna. I refuse to let this happen.”

I expect her to shout in retort. She doesn’t. She plays with her fingers in her lap, and she looks so vulnerable I want to wrap her up and keep her here, with me, away from everything in the world that could harm her, forever.

“You can’t stop me.” Her words have no conviction. She knows this is madness. I just need to figure out another way to get through to her.

“When are you going back to London?” I ask, thinking on my feet.

“This afternoon.”

“I have a few meetings here today, but I’d like you to stay. Let me take you to dinner tonight.”

She lifts her head. “I can’t. I have to get back to SP.”

“The company can run with you here. That’s not an excuse.”

“Well, I also don’t think it would be a good idea. After the weekend and last night.”

“It’s just dinner with a friend. Please.”

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