CHAPTER THIRTY

JESSICA'S POV.

After Daniel's speech at the gala I'd been thinking all sorts of things. First, I strangely kept playing the scene were he stood up for me over and over again and it was making me smile every single time. Second, I kept wondering how it would've been to actually be Daniel's woman. Would he be nice and supporting like he was yesterday? Was he the soft loving, gentle type, or a rough and possessive lover? All those thoughts were so inappropriate, it was driving me crazy. I wondered what Daniel would've done if he found out I was entertaining such thoughts.

He'd have probably cut the whole deal off and sent me packing, I guessed.

Having to leave Daniel was my worst nightmare currently. He was the only thing I had right now, literally. I ate from him, lived off him, got paid by him and even got two expensive dresses I'd have never dreamt of owning from him—he was practically my guardian at this point. That was why I wanted nothing to come in the way of that. How would I ha