William had gone to a lot of trouble to invite me to the prom. His invitation included many of my favorite things. It showed me how well he knew me.It was a sweet, romantic gesture that should have thrilled me. A short time ago, it would have. But all I could think of was how I was going to tell Victor I couldn’t go to the prom with him.The look in William’s eyes was filled with hope. I couldn’t say no, especially with everyone watching us from the crowded doorways.“Yes, William,” I said loud enough for all to hear. “I will be your prom date.”William grinned from across the table. “Thank you for making me the happiest guy in the world.”“You’re welcome,” I said as I tried to smile back.“Have a taco,” William said. “I got them from the place you like.”I managed a slight smile and took a taco from the platter. It had a D made of tomato on it from the word date. The taco smelled delicious, but I doubted I could eat it.Yet, I managed a few bites after word spread that I said yes to
Hoping for an answer, I backed away from Victor, went to the window, and looked out over the city. I never should have said yes to William’s prom invitation after asking Victor first.Now I had to pick one of them to be my escort. Having two Alpha males show up at my door on prom night would be a disaster.Clearing my mind, I recalled the hopelessness and fear of the moments when I laid alongside the road, too weak and dizzy to get up. Then the memory of strong arms picking me up from the gravel alongside the road flashed through my mind.The Goddess was reminding me of how good and caring William is and that he was her choice for my mate. To choose Victor as my prom date was unthinkable.William saved my life, and he was the Goddess’s choice. He must also be mine.“Victor, there is something you need to know,” I said, thinking it would be best to get it over with quickly. But the words didn’t want to come from my mouth.“Um, William in …invited me to the …the prom today and …and I ac
Victor’s POVMy breath caught in my throat, and my stomach rolled when Daisy said she chose William as her prom date. That had to mean she wanted him for her mate.I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her until she changed her mind. The connection between us would convince her I was her true mate.But I knew I had to abide by her decision. I cared for her too much to put that kind of pressure on her. This decision had to be her own.It was ironic that I gave William the promposal idea that helped me lose her. This wasn’t how I thought things would turn out. Adam and I were sure I would win her by not pressing her and letting William invite her to the prom.My plan had utterly backfired. Now, I had to live with the consequences.After wishing her well, I left her office and went to my car. The urge to get away from everything was overwhelming.And I wanted to drive …fast. As soon as I was out of the city and on a major highway, I opened up the Lamborghini and just drove.My phone r
From the time I hung up my phone, I began planning the words I would use to tell William I wasn’t going to the prom with him.Hurting William was the last thing I wanted to do. But he had to understand that I asked Victor to go to the prom first. William and I could still have a dance or two at the prom, but Victor had to be my escort.I left my office, said goodnight to the receptionist, and traveled down to the parking garage while rehearsing in my mind what I decided to say to him.I was satisfied that the words I chose were gentle and respectful enough to make him see that I cared about him and make him realize I had to be fair to Victor, too.William’s car was parked near the lower-level elevator doors. I opened the door and slid inside the Mustang before he could get out of the vehicle.William was studying a stack of papers and was startled by my sudden appearance in his car.“Daisy, I didn’t see you get off the elevator.” He wrestled the papers into a big envelope and tucked i
The closer we got to the mansion, the more excited I became. When William pulled the car in front of the house, I struggled to keep myself from leaping out of the Mustang and running inside to find Alex.It was only fair to wait for William. He found this potential miracle, so he should be there to tell Alex.Benson heard us at the front entrance and hurried to ask if William was staying for dinner.“Probably, but don’t worry about that right now,” I said. “Where is Alex?”“He’s in the living room,” Benson replied. “I’m afraid he’s quite tired today.”“We may have something that will make him feel better,” I said with a grin. “You should come with us, Benson. You’ll want to hear what we have to tell Alex.”Benson followed us to the living room, where we found Alex asleep on the recliner. He stirred when the three of us trooped into the room.I knelt by his side. “William and I need to tell you about something he found for you.”Alex gave me a weak smile. “Not a gift? It’s not my birth
Even though I was terrified I would lose Alex this morning, I smiled when he returned from the bathroom.Then, I began to talk about what we would do when he was well again, as Benson made him comfortable on the recliner.“We must do some traveling together,” I said. “I’ve never been farther from the city than Lake Pocono.”“That sounds wonderful, sweetheart,” Alex agreed. “There are several places I would enjoy visiting with you.”Benson tucked another blanket around Alex. “I must wait in the foyer now. The doctor will be here any moment.”Benson left the room, and I pulled a small chair close to my father. I didn’t intend to leave his side until it was over.“Have you made your choice yet between your two suitors?” Alex asked.“Not really,” I replied. “But I’m close to a decision.”Victor and William are both excellent men,” Alex stated. “I approve of either as long as you’re happy.”Our conversation was cut short when Benson returned with Dr. Stedman.“Are you sure you want to do t
“Lana! Victor!” I called as I rounded the back of the other limousine in time to see the man lift Lana into a wheelchair.“Daisy, dear,” Lana said when she saw me approaching her. “It’s good to see you.”“It’s good to be mistaken for my son,” Harry laughed as he closed the limousine’s door and turned around.“Don’t let it go to your head, Harry,” Lana giggled. “Maybe Daisy lost a contact lens.”My disappointment that he wasn’t Victor was crushing me, but I tried not to show it. “It’s good to see you, Harry. I didn’t know you enjoyed shopping with Lana.”“I don’t enjoy shopping at all.” Harry smiled at his wife. “But Lana can’t get around by herself yet, so I was drafted to be her nurse today.”“Nurse?” Lana rolled her eyes. “I just need a little help getting in and out of the car.”“Daisy, will you help me raise my darling wife’s leg?” Harry asked. “It must be elevated until the cast comes off, or it swells.”I adjusted the wheelchair pedal while Harry lifted Lana’s casted leg. When h
“I’m sorry, but I don’t have nail polish in a shade of emerald green,” the manicurist doing my mani-pedi told Amy. “But I’m sure I have another color suitable for Miss Wilson that will compliment her gown.”“That’s okay,” I told her. “Miss Gray was joking.”“I thought you might want your nails to match your dress like mine,” Amy teased.“Yeah, but your dress is pink,” I reminded her. “I’d rather have pearl white nails than any shade of green.”Amy giggled again. She was feeling a little silly after getting massages and facials the day before the prom.I wished I could match Amy’s enthusiasm for the prom, but she had Justin, while the guy I wanted to be my escort had disappeared from my life.Victor hadn’t called or come by my office or the mansion in weeks. After running into Lana and Harry at Gisele’s, I texted him again, asking if he heard Alex was getting well.Victor responded with a thumbs-up emoji, and he called Alex to congratulate him.“I love spa days,” Amy said as her manicu