Lana's words pierced Daisy like a sharp sword. "And that right there is your moment, Lana. But you have no idea. If you've been paying attention, you would know that he’s hurting right now. You're talking about opportunities, this is one. This is your opportunity to be there for him, to be his friend. But you have no clue, do you?" She started heading back to the elevators. "And have a nice day." She called over her shoulder.
Lana slammed her door shut angrily. When Daisy got back to the SUV, she told Ben to take her to Graham bank. "I have an appointment with Manuel Hampton." Ben paused in the act of closing the door and stared down at her. "Bret will be very angry, Daisy." She nodded, understanding the warning. "He'll get over it as time goes on." The building housing Graham bank stared back at them in no time. Once Daisy stepped out of the elevator on the fifth floor where Graham bank was situated, She notified the security of whom she caHe was on her in an instant, one hand in her hair and the other on her ass, his mouth on hers in a violent kiss. He wasted no time, his tongue thrust between her lips, plunging deep and hard. Daisy moaned and gripped his waist, pushing onto her tiptoes to deepen the contact. His teeth sank into her lower lip with enough force to hurt. "You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Daisy, I told you." He flattened her into the wall. Pinned by a six feet, two inches of violently aroused male, Daisy sighed in fullness. "I miss you," He whispered. She grabbed his ass and urged him harder against her. Brett groaned. "Sunshine...." He was kissing her deep, shameless desperate kisses that made her toes curl in her pumps. "What are you doing Baby?" He breathed. "You’re going around, stirring up everyone." "I’m less busy now. There's no one to satisfy sexually since I dumped . So yeah, I've got time o
Brett stared straight ahead, his profile turned rigid and Daisy pulled her hand out from under him and twisted the other way, giving him her back while she looked out the window, his silence killing her. "If I lose you, Daisy," he said hoarsely, "I have nothing. Everything I’ve done is so that I don’t lose you." "Speaking in riddles won't cut this Brett. I need more." She rested her forehead against the glass. "If I can’t have you on the outside, I need to have you on the inside, but you’ve never let me in." They drove in silence, crawling along through the morning traffic. "After my parents died," he said softly, "I had a hard time dealing with the changes. I was always their center of attention, their world literally. Before I could grasp the whole situation, my Aunt moved into the house with her then boyfriend who later became her husband." "Manuel." H
"Oh Brett... Don't do this to yourself. You were a child in the hands of an adult who knew all the right buttons to push."Brett's eyes grew dark and Daisy pressed her lips gently to his own, tasting his scanty tears in the process. "I love you." She repeated. "And I believe you. Brett, none of this was your fault."Brett's hands found her hair. Holding her in place, he ravaged her mouth with desperate kisses. "Don’t leave me, please. You're the only thing I've got going right now. The only one that makes this fucking world habitable for me.""Honey, look at me." She paused and drew away from their passionate kiss. "I’m going to marry you. Leaving you went out of the window a long time ago." He inhaled sharply, looking at her face. Then he pulled her closer. His hands went careless and rough as they slid over her. "Thank you so much Daisy. For giving my life a meaning. I'll love you for the rest of my life."Daisy planted a kiss on his lip, shutting him up. "Are
When Daisy got to her desk, she found a voicemail from Willock Hampton. She debated for a moment whether she should continue to pursue the truth. Willock wasn’t a man she wanted to invite any deeper into her life. But she was haunted by the look on Brett's face when he told her about his past, and the sound of his voice.... it was so hoarse with recalled shame and agony. She felt his pain like it was her own. In the end, there was no other choice, so she returned Willock's call and asked him out to lunch. "Lunch with a gorgeous lady like you, count me in." There was excitement in his voice. "Any time you are free this week would be great." Daisy told him. "How about today? I'm free for the rest of the day, and I'm barely fifteen minutes away from your work place." He suggested. "Great! That works for me, perfectly. I'll see you by noon then." They set the best time for lunch and Daisy hung up. When noon rolled by, she went downstairs and found W
At noon, Brett sat at the Anchor-rim restaurant, visibly tired and impatient. He stole another glance at his wristwatch and drew in a breath, waiting for whomever he was meant to be having a meeting with. Just when he was about to leave the hidden booth he was seated in, a tall, overpowering figure appeared at the entrance of the booth. "Lexington." He called. "Genovese." Brett responded. "May I sit?" "Of course." Genovese took a seat opposite Brett and the two men stared at each other briefly. "To what do I owe this...." Brett asked, relaxing his back. "You know why I'm here." "I have no idea. Why you are here?" Brett insisted. Another moment of silence passed between them. Brett let his gaze linger all over Genovese's body, taking in his outfit and searching for any irregularity that could be a cause for concern. Genovese drew his cheeks back. "I cleaned up for you man. Erased any evidence that could be linked to your name. It was all me. You should stop looking
When she was done for the day, Daisy ditched the SUV as usual and walked home instead. Ben sat behind the wheels of the car and tagged along, driving right behind her, ever ready to pull over and pick her up.Before now, the SUV tagging along used to irritate her, but after her conversation with Brett earlier, she found herself cherishing the lingering connection the SUV represented.She crossed over to the other part of the road and paused. Turning to Ben, she smiled and waved at him, in response he blew the car horn and she continued her journey home in high spirits.Dr. Violet may have been right. Taking time away from each other and sexual abstinence had done a lot of good for herself and Brett. Somehow, the distance between them had made their relationship stronger.It made them appreciate each other and their level of trust was noteworthy. Daisy realized that she loved Brett now, more than ever, and was certain Brett felt the same way.Soon, she was home. When she entered her ap
Daisy shook her head, refusing to believe the conclusion the whole narration was rushing in her head. "I believe that whatever happened to Julian took place at the Anchor-rim that night and they camouflaged it as a road accident. I don't know the back story, how they were able to do it without anyone's notice. I would love to know, but that might complicate things. So, letting sleeping dogs lie seems to be the best option right now." "U.U, are you sure about this?" "You know me too well, Daisy. I don't make baseless assumptions. "The street cameras around the area were miraculously down for an upgrade just around the same time." "Coincidence," Daisy said hoarsely. Her heart was literally pounding. In a distant part of her brain, she knew Ugo was right and everything she was saying was true but she still refused to believe any of it. "If you think so." Ugo shrugged. "But I know, you know I'm saying nothing but the truth. I can't prove it, yet. If I wan
Brett had Ben drive Daisy back home that night. He explained to her that he needed to be certain everything was taken care of before they could get back together like before. He was afraid for her safety, he didn't want her to get dragged into any sort of danger and the best way he could make sure of that was keeping her away for the time being. Painting a picture to the world that they were separated, until he was certain. The information Ugo shared with Daisy almost an hour ago had changed her life. Finding out the truth didn't help matters either because she still couldn't be with Brett the way she wanted. He just didn't want to take the chance. Even if she had pleaded with him nonstop, she knew he wouldn't have agreed to let her stay over. He was too meticulous and maybe scared of losing her. "God!" She cursed under her breath. Her heart was racing with lots of emotions. Brett needed her now, so much. But he wouldn't let her stay. She needed him too. Yet she had no choice