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“I will always come for you, always. I will always take care of you. I promise,” he vowed.

She believed him. She wanted him to as well.

It was at that moment she knew she could love Nate. All she ever wanted was to be taken care of. Not just three weeks on an oil rig or from afar with her mother. She wanted full-time care, love, and passion and believed this man could give it to her.

Daisy couldn’t help but feel a tingle run down her spine as he spoke those words with such sincerity. She knew he meant every single one of them, and it made her heart swell with happiness. For the first time in her life, she felt as if someone truly cared about her.

But as much as she wanted to give into the feeling and let him take care of her, there was still a nagging doubt at the back of her mind. What if he turned out to be just like all the others? What if he tired of her and left like everyone else had?

As if sensing her doubts, he reached out and took her hand, his touch sending shivers through her body.

“I know you’re scared, Daisy,” he said softly. “But I promise you, I will never leave you. I will always be here for you, no matter what.”

She looked at him, her eyes searching his for any sign of deceit. But all she could see was genuine affection.

Daisy couldn’t believe what she was feeling. She had never felt so safe and protected before. The way he looked at her, with such intensity and determination, made her heart race. She knew she wanted this man in her life forever.

As they sat together in her office, Daisy felt her body respond to his touch. His hands were strong yet gentle as heran his fingers through her hair. She leaned in closer, wanting to feel his lips on hers.

Without a word, he kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. Daisy moaned softly, lost in the passion that he was igniting within her. She could feel his desire for her as his hands roamed over her body.

As they pulled away from each other, they were both breathless. Daisy looked into his eyes and knew this was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. He was the one who would take care of her, protect her, and love her always.

She was sure of it.

“Is it inappropriate that I want to lock that door, close the blinds and have my way with you?” he said, his eyes glittering.

If she was in a better state, she would’ve hopped up onto her desk and pulled him between her legs. But she needed to get a grip on why she kept freaking out.

“I promise we’ll have desk sex at some stage,” she promised.

She was promising more than sex, and his face shone like she’d given him the best present in the world.

Nate wanted her as much as she wanted him.

Chapter Twelve

Nate

Nate stepped into the pub. He chose the quieter of the two pubs on Copper Island because he wanted a quiet evening. The Crown pub had a rowdy lot most nights. Looking around the dimly lit room, he saw the usual faces who also wanted a quiet pint.

It was a Thursday night, a few days after he’d carried Daisy out of Edward Hall kitchens. The bar was fairly empty, with just a few patrons scattered around the tables. He was looking for a drink and his best friend’s counsel.

A beer would do the trick.

He scanned the bar, but his gaze was quickly drawn to one particular booth in the corner, where his best mate Selly was already sitting. A smile flashed across his face as he greeted him warmly, and he eagerly took the spot across from him, eager to catch up.

Selly looked up and smiled at Nate. “Hey, how’s the wrist?”

“It was just a sprain. All healed, thankfully.”

“Thank fuck for that. I felt bad even though it was an accident.”

“At least it gets me out of rowing practice for a while. You want another?” Nate asked, looking at his friend’s glass that only had an inch of beer in it.

“Yeah, a pint of bitter, mate,” Selly said, holding up his glass. “They can reuse this one.”

“I think it’s a myth that it tastes better if the same glass is used,” Nate grumbled.

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