Page 107 of Arrogant Playboy

That was not at all what I thought she was going to say.

“And now I feel bad because maybe if I had pushed the two of you together then you wouldn’t be in the situation you are now. I’m so sorry, Rosie.”

“What! You have nothing to be sorry for. We’re both adults. I feel bad that I’ve been lying to you. I should have told you that there was something going on, but honestly, I was too scared. Daniel chose to run instead of talking to me, that was his decision. That’s why we are where we are.”

“I wouldn’t have cared if you told him about Dubai.”

“I assumed that if you wanted him to know, you would have told him, and when he never brought it up, I didn’t want to say anything,” I explain to her.

“Shit, I wasn’t keeping it from him on purpose. He was never around to tell him about it. I’ve been so busy that it slipped my mind when we caught up,” she explains. “What are your thoughts?”

I shrug. “Honestly, I don’t know.”

“Do you have feelings for him or is it done?”

“I’m confused.”

Ivy nods. “Does he have a chance?”

“I hurt him the other day so I’m not sure I have a chance.”

“I know he still loves you, but I also know he thinks there’s no hope,” she explains.

“Guess we need to talk when I get back. We’ve hurt each other, and now that what we were is out in the open, maybe we can be honest with each other and see where we are after that.”

41

DANIEL

Alex has organized a boys’ weekend at my cottage this weekend as the girls have flown to Dubai. I’m heading down with Louis as Emily has headed for a girls’ weekend in Paris with Georgia.

“Have you been down here since it’s been decorated?” Louis asks. I shake my head. “What happens if you hate it?”

“Doubt it,” I add.

“Are you going to be in a mood all weekend? I’m looking forward to a boys’ weekend.”

“I’m surprised you could pull yourself away from Emily enough to do it.”

“Fuck you. I’ve been in my love bubble with her for a while, I know that. But when I’ve been in such a dark place for so long, and now I’m in the light, I want to stay there. So, shoot me for wanting to stand in her sunshine for a little longer.”

Now I feel like a dick. It’s not his fault that I’m jealous of his happiness. “I know.”

“Have you spoken to Rosie?” I shake my head. “Have you texted?” Again, I shake my head.

“She looks like she’s having fun there,” I say.

“Are you really going to let her move to Dubai and not do anything about it?” my brother asks me.

“I can’t stop her.” I turn and glare at my brother.

“You could join her. It’s called DuPont Gallery for a reason. You don’t have to be in London, you just choose to be.”

“My business is there.”

“Yes, and still will be if you are in Dubai.” My brother glares at me. “Are you thick? I thought you were the smart one. Dubai is a huge market for the art world. It’s one of the biggest buyers of my art and yet there isn’t a DuPont Gallery there.”

“What are you saying?”

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