Chapter Seven
Tristan
I curled my hand around one of Daisy’s and stepped toward the short hallway at the back corner of her living room. I’d just told Daisy to trust me, while I had no idea if I could trust myself. She had the craziest effect on me. Under normal circumstances, I’d have come to the conclusion that I needed to put the brakes on this encounter. Hell, I’d have never been so far off my rocker to suggest I’d give any woman an o****m. Not for a second did I doubt that possibility with Daisy—the chemistry between us burned so hot and bright, it was blinding. It’s a f*****g miracle I hadn’t come already, what with her riding my thigh and making those crazy breathy moans. I thanked the stars I had an iron grip on my control. Yet right about now, it wasn’t enough because I should’v
