Chapter Six
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Daisy
“Daisy.” My mother’s voice rent the night air and I stumbled backwards away from Mason and those hypnotic dark eyes. They had seemed to get even darker as his face descended, his lips hovering over mine.
What the hell was I doing? I had nearly let a
Man, a total stranger kiss me. It was one hundred percent out of character for me. There was just something so compelling about both of them.
That they made me do foolish things.
He hadn’t even kissed me and my lips felt bruised. I pressed my fingers to them as I took a step back. It really wouldn’t do for my mother to see me so close to a man. My parents were old fashioned like that.
Like prehistoric.
“Yes mum.” Wiping my hands down my skirt I half turned towards her but she didn’t keep my attention for long.
Mason frowned and then shook his head. And I watched in surprise as real anger filtered into his eyes. “See you around Daisy Malone,”
I blinked at him in surprise, watching his broad back as he retreated into the shadows.
Was that it? No good bye, Hell he hadn’t even really said hello either.
He was such a strange man.
Beautiful but very strange.
“There you are.” My mother’s overly breathy voice was almost gasping. “Why are you here alone? Your father is entertaining your guest of honour and you are out here slobbing.”
Poor Aden. If my father was “entertaining him.” I should really go and rescue him from the boredom.
“I know young Aden is a little rough around the edges. But we only have to suffer through it for one evening and then you never have to see him again.”
“I would like to see him again. I find him quite charming.” I said honestly and instantly regretted it. My mother’s eyes narrowed to slits.
“Please remember your place Daisy, and what is expected of you. I admit he is a handsome young man but don’t ruin your reputation over someone like that.”
I sighed. She was right, I knew she was right. I had a bright glorious future ahead of me. I would marry a man of good standing and be treated like a princess. I shouldn’t be lusting after men who would as my mother put it “Ruin” me.
I was betting it would be fun to let them though.
Really really fun.
Aden was gone by the time I managed to follow my mother back into the villa. And even though I was sad I hadn’t got to say goodbye to him face to face , I knew it was for the best.
My mum was right . Aden and Mason weren’t the type of men I should be involved in. It was best for everyone this way.
As the last of our dinner guests started filtering out, I let my mind wander. What would it have been like to kiss Mason? To have Hayden’s hand wrapped around my waist as I did so. Even the thoughts made me blush.
If it wasn’t bad enough having dirty thoughts about the individually , here I was fantasising about them together. With me in the centre. Like a hottie sandwich with me as the filling.
As if he could read my thoughts my dad scowled from across the room. His eyebrows bunched down over his eyes.
“Daisy.”
My head ducked , my eyes skirting away from my fathers accusing stare. How was it possible that he always seemed to know what I was thinking? It wasn’t fair.
“About what happened earlier.” The masculine voice snapped me back to reality and I looked into the blue eyes of a man only a little older than me.
“It’s fine.” I stared down at the hand that had wrapped around my wrist. And felt nothing. Well maybe slightly annoyed but that was it. Surely I should have some kind of reaction to the man I knew my father wanted me to get closer to.
Martin was on the approved boyfriend list after all. Mainly because he was good husband material.
“I didn’t realise you couldn’t swim Daisy, I never would have…”
I frowned. Sure he would. Martin might come across as a gentleman but he was a bully. I had heard the rumours of what he had been like in school and college. And getting older hadn’t changed his personality. Not that he had ever hurt me or even said a harsh word. He was too scared of my father for that.
“It’s fine, you were joking around.” I smiled at him. Just like my father would want me too. Of course his joke almost killed me but it wasn’t my place to mention that. If daddy was ok with him , then so should I be.
Right?
“He sounds like a moron.” Masons words echoed in my brain and I smiled. Martin of course thought the smile was for him.
“Would you like to go for a walk along the beach? It’s a very romantic night. And I know our parents would like us to spend some more time together.”
Did I want to go for a romantic walk? Yes.
Did I want to go with him? No.
But I couldn’t say any of that. Not out loud anyway.
If I had been with anyone else, I might of enjoyed the feel of the waves lapping against my ankles as my feet sank into the sand but with Martin it was almost impossible.
He talked. A lot.
And all about himself. His business prowess, his athletic prowess. It was all Martin, Martin ,Martin and within five minutes I was already drifting off.
What would it be like to have this walk with a man who made my heart skip a beat? Who looked at me adoringly.
What would it be like to have a romantic walk with THEM?
As if my thinking about them had summoned them. Their heads appeared in the moon splashed darkness. They were far out, more that waist deep in the waves.
It looked like they were playing. Goofing around in the water. But it was oddly intimidate. The way they touched each other, smiled at each other.
“Well I was right after all.”
I didn’t turn to him, my eyes were on the two men who I had a school girl crush on as they locked lips. My mouth went dry.
Mason had said they weren’t gay. He had said they liked girls. And yet here they were..
I tore my eyes away, heat creeping up my cheeks.
“Your father was afraid Aden or whatever his name is , was being overly friendly with you at dinner.”
“That’s absurd.” I countered.
“I told him that but he will be happy to hear that Aden obviously has no interest in what you are offering. So many gold diggers around Daisy. You need to be more careful. Who you make friends with.”
I frowned. Yeah I did. Not that I was friendly with Aden and Mason. They had just rescued me. That was all.
Masons head snapped up and he smiled. A flash of white on his tanned face as our eyes met over the white frothing waves. “Join us?” He mouthed but somehow I knew it was what he said. And I gave my head a little shake.
Instead I raised my hand and gave them a wave before sliding my hand back through the crook of martins arm. “I’d like to go back now, I’m very tired.” And very very tempted to strip off into my underwear and do something wild.
Maybe it was time to let loose and live a little. Be a rebel.
But I couldn’t do anything with Martin by my side. So maybe it was time to lose him as well.
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