‘Correct.’
‘Will we kiss?’
The muscle near his mouth started beating again. ‘If the occasion demands it.’
‘What occasion might that be?’
‘A public one.’
‘Oh, right. Silly me. I thought maybe you’d want to kiss me because you found me irresistibly attractive and just couldn’t help yourself.’ She scooped her purse off the coffee table and slipped her knickers inside and clipped it shut. ‘Let’s not forget you were the one to give me the biggest come-on in the nightclub.’
‘I’m doing this for you, Daisy.’
She clutched a hand to her heart theatrically. ‘For me? How incredibly sweet.’
He gave her a black look. ‘Don’t be like that.’
She pressed her lips tightly together as she studied him. ‘Is this because of my father?’
‘He’s got a right to be worried about you. You’re a loose cannon.’
Daisy decided right then and there she would show him just how loose she could be. He might want to keep things on a platonic level but she had other ideas. She wanted her holiday fling and she wanted it with him and no one—not even his newly invented moral code—was going to stop her. ‘I’m going back to my hotel to get my things.’
He reached for his room key. ‘I’ll come with you. The press will be—’
‘No, don’t do that. I’ll meet you back here in ten or fifteen minutes.’
A frown was beetling his brows. ‘I might as well come with you and wait until you’re ready.’
‘Erm, I don’t think so.’ She gave him a cryptic little smile. ‘Edward might not like that.’
His frown deepened. ‘Who the hell…? Oh…’
Daisy lifted her hand in a cheery fingertip wave. ‘See you in fifteen.’
CHAPTER SIX
LUIZ CAUGHT HER before she got into the elevator. Thankfully, the press had moved on now they had their story. And what a story it was. How had he ended up in this melodrama? One act of chivalry and he was in so deep he didn’t know whether he was coming or going. Well, he definitely hadn’t come, but it had been a close shave. Closer than he cared to admit.
The shock of seeing that torn scrap of lace had reminded him of what he’d been about to do. Deflowering virgins, even ones with attitude, was not on his agenda. Especially ones with fathers with agendas of their own. He had to do the right thing by her and not just because of her old man. She was a nice kid. A bit ditzy and naïve, but in a way that was what was so darned refreshing about her. She didn’t treat him as if he was a demigod. She hadn’t even known who he was when she’d first met him. It was only his protection of her that had changed her mind about him.
Now she had her mind set on him being her first lover…apart from her mechanical boyfriend, that was. He might be a thoroughly modern guy and chilled about all things sexual, but there was no way he was going to stand outside the door and let some battery-operated device do what he ached and throbbed to do. If he had to be celibate for the next couple of weeks, then Daisy could damn well join him.