Page 111 of Daddy's Soul


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Rule Four. Safety. He’d messaged that one to her last night.

Crap.

“Didn’t take you long to break that rule, Little Blossom,” he drawled.

She looked around the limo so she didn’t have to look at him. “Do you own this limo?”

“No, it’s hired.”

“But you use your own driver?” she asked.

“Yes. Although I’m thinking that might have been a bad idea.”

“There’s nothing between me and Steven,” she told him hastily. “We’re friends.”

“I don’t like you being friends with him.”

“You are not going to tell me who I can and can’t be friends with, Reuben.”

He shot her a hard look. “Hard to be friends with someone who is no longer around.”

He wasn’t threatening to kill Steven. . . was he?

No.

“I’ll send him to work in Antarctica if I have to.”

She breathed out a sigh of relief. Shoot. What was wrong with her? Why did her mind immediately go to Reuben threatening to kill him?

They slowed down for traffic.

“You’re not sending him away, Steven is an excellent driver. Besides, I can be friends with someone without being interested in them.”

“And what about him?”

She threw her hands in the air. “Steven isn’t interested in me. He has a girlfriend.”

Reuben’s eyebrows rose. “He does?”

“How do you not know this when he’s worked for you for years?”

He shrugged. “Lack of interest?”

Faith sighed. He was hopeless sometimes.

“You’re not dictating my friends. Hard limit,” she told him.

“There are no limits between us.”

“That’s not true, because this is one.”

“We’ll see.”

Dear Lord.

“You’re gonna be lucky if I don’t snap and smother you in your sleep one day,” she muttered.

“You’re too sweet to do that.”

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