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“I understand that.”
He cleared his throat. “However, I suppose I can tell you that Juliet is having nightmares about the accident even though she still can’t remember what happened. She only knows that she was scared.”
Sympathy flooded her. “That’s terrible. I can only imagine how awful she must feel. Is she healing all right?”
“Physically, yes. But emotionally, Xavier said she’s fragile. I want to hire a bodyguard for her. But more than that, I want her here with me.” He looked surprised that he’d said that.
“I can understand that,” she said.
He stared at her in surprise. “You can?”
“Yeah. You’re so protective. Your first instinct is always to take care of those around you. You stand up for the people who don’t have voices.”
“I’m not that man, baby. I’m not that altruistic. Everything I do is selfish.”
She burst into giggles. But he just stared at her, not even smiling.
“Oh, you were serious?” she asked.
“Yes, I was serious, brat.”
“Daddy.” She climbed into his lap, facing him. Then she cupped his chin, the way he always did to her. “You are not selfish.”
“I am. I decided I wanted you so I did what I thought was necessary to take you.”
“What was necessary?” she asked curiously.
“That isn’t important. What’s important is that you know I’m not the hero in this story.”
“But you’re the hero in my story,” she whispered. “I’m certain you’re the hero in Juliet’s too.”
“She has two other heroes. I don’t like that.”
“You need to learn to share, Daddy.” She wagged a finger at him.
“Do I? Because I will never share you.”
She sucked in a breath. “No. And I wouldn’t want you to.”
“That’s my good girl.” Dipping down, he brushed his lips over hers.
“I take it that Xavier wasn’t thrilled at your demand that Juliet come here?”
“What makes you think I demanded it?” he asked.
She sent him a dry look.
“No, he wasn’t happy. I wish she could remember what happened. What if someone knocked her off the road?”
“Is that a possibility?” she asked.
“At this point, anything is possible. Although, I don’t believe anyone in Wishingbone would do that because they know I’d torture them for the rest of their miserable life.”
She knew it wasn’t an empty threat.
There was a worry line between his eyebrows and she rubbed it gently.
“Just try not to shut me out entirely, please?” she asked.
