Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Daisy Rae's mind was spinning again. Everything he was saying seemed so...far-fetched, but then—-
Hadn't everything about this whole marriage business been surreal from the very start?
"Theodore was most concerned about whether or not you were the type to lose your temper easily—-"
Was that why the child had said and done all those horrible things?
"While I wanted to see if you were capable of placing my son's interest before yours. And you did prove that, when you chose to leave because you were worried Theo might cry himself sick."
Daisy Rae gnawed on her lip. "Does that mean you still had doubts about me, even after...everything?"
Garion's jaw clenched. "It wasn't that I doubted you, but I have Theo to think about..."
The sudden heaviness of his tone was unmistakable, and Daisy Rae had a feeling there was more to this than what he was telling.
"And there was also the promise I made to Theo's mother on her deathbed. Wendy asked me to find a woman who would be perfect for Theo and me...and you are that woman, Daisy Rae."
Her tears started to fall at his words, and they fell even faster when she felt the tenderness in his touch as he gently wiped her tears away.
She wanted to believe him so, so badly, but because what happened this morning had opened up a can of worms, all she could suddenly think about was how pointless everything was. Even if what he said was true, wouldn't she end up losing him again, once she turned twenty-one?
Garion was caught off guard when Daisy Rae suddenly took a step back from him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ross," she said jerkily.
Something was clearly wrong. Something seemed to have spooked her, but what?
"I'm sorry," she said again. "But I...I d-don't think I'm that woman."
His jaw clenched as he watched her turn and walk away. It wasn't in his nature to simply do nothing, but his instincts were never wrong, and right now his guts were telling him that he had to have a plan before going after her.
EVERYBODY SEEMED EXTRA nice when Daisy Rae returned to the office, but when she tried to ask them if anything was up, they all suddenly found a reason to avoid talking to her and leave.
Weird.
Mr. Calder called Daisy Rae to his office an hour before closing, and she spent a few moments practicing her speech before knocking on his door.
"Sir?"
She was about to enter his office when the older man shook his head.
"I need you to pick up a package for me."
"Oh. Okay." Daisy was relieved to find out that this was all about an errand. "Where do you want me to go?"
"Basement parking."
She gave her boss a friendly little salute. "Yes, sir."
Daisy Rae didn't waste any time heading out, but the friendly smile she had pinned on her lips faded the moment she saw who it was waiting for her outside the elevator.
"You."
The billionaire inclined his head, and his mocking tone was familiar as he answered her. "Me."
Daisy Rae fought to keep her expression blank. "Do you have a package for Mr. Calder?"
Garion ignored the question, saying, "Uncle Olsen says you can leave early for work." He opened the door for her. "Shall we?"
Daisy Rae started shaking her head, but before she could think of an excuse to turn him down, the billionaire had already reached for her—-
"Mr. Ross!"
But he was too strong, of course, and all she could do was gasp when she found herself back inside his limo.
Garion smiled at her. "Theo wants you to have dinner with us."
Her eyes widened.
"He also told me this morning that he can't wait to have you living with us and doing "mommy things" with him."
Don't let him get to you, Daisy Rae. If you're not careful, he's going to have you doing not just mommy things but slutty wifey things, too!
Garion almost coughed as he read the movement of her lips. Slutty wifey things? The thought hadn't even occurred to him, but he would definitely welcome her doing so. Everything about her was like a breath of fresh, fuckable air, and since the two of them did happen to be alone in the backseat...
Daisy Rae gradually became aware of the billionaire's gaze, and she was torn between laughing and groaning when she realized he was once again staring at her breasts.
"Mr. Ross!"
But his lips only curved in a smile so devilish, the sight had her toes curling hard inside of her shoes. "Do you know...your apron makes your breasts look plumper—-"
She hurriedly crossed her arms around her chest with a gasp.
"And it's making me feel exactly the same as my son. I can't wait for you to live with us..."
Oh!
"So you can also start doing slutty wifey things with me—-"
My!
"And under me—-"
Gosh!
"Mr. Ross!"
Hazel eyes gleamed down at her. "You're seriously still calling me that? Do I need to remind you that I've already eaten your pussy—-"