and he had a way of looking at her that made her feel like she was beautiful. “I only told you that to stop myself from kissing you.” “Maybe I would like to be kissed.” “I wouldn’t be able to stop if I started. I want you. More than I thought was possible. More than one man should want a woman he barely knows. But you have a kid here and responsibilities and I might be moving away soon. I’m thinking I shouldn’t start something that I might not be able to finish.” He stood up, once again towering over her. “I’m going to go home now.” “Okay,” she said feeling disappointed but understanding where he was coming from. “Let me walk you to the door.” They made the short trip in silence, but Daisy could hear her heart pounding in her ears. He opened the door to leave, pausing for a moment and turned around. “Goodnight, Daisy. Thank you for the ice cream.” “Goodnight, Clayton.” Looping her arms around his neck, she stepped forward and kissed him. She could taste his surprise, but it melted away into something sweet and he opened his mouth beneath hers and his arms came up and pulled her body into his. It was one of those kisses that made her forget herself, forget her name, and who she was and where she had been. It was one of those kisses that she didn’t want to stop, but it had to and she stepped away from him and extended her hand. “Thank you for coming.” * “Thanks for letting me borrow some of your tools. I really wanted to make these cradles for the babies,” Alex said to him as they walked down the stairs that led from his apartment to the bakery. “You can keep those. I have three of everything at this point. You sure you don’t want any help making those cradles? I know you’re better in the kitchen than you are in the tool shed.” Alex shot him a look. “Just because I’m a pastry chef doesn’t mean I’m not good with my hands. I was there right alongside you working for my father every summer. I could build a house with my bare hands if I wanted to.” “Okay, cake boy. I just know it’s been a while since you’ve done it. Call me if you need help. You can’t work if you smash your hand with a hammer. You’ve got my sister to take care of now.” “She takes care of herself,” he grumbled. “I want her to quit her job and lay around all day, but I’m not a stupid man, so I keep that thought to myself.” “Yeah. If you want to keep your balls, you keep your opinion to yourself. My mother never worked while we were growing up so she was totally dependent on my father. Maggie never wants to be dependent on a man.” “I know. I don’t want her to be dependent on me, but I want to take care of her. A man wants to take care of the woman he loves and I don’t like it when she comes home exhausted with her feet swollen.” “Maggie will decide when she’s had enough,” he said. “Don’t push her. She’ll just dig her feet in.” “I know. She’s stubborn as hell. Just like you. Why didn’t you want me to tell her that my father wants to give you his company? You’re practically running things as it is. And the company is doing great. You’re crazy not to take it.” “I’ve never wanted to own my own business. But I’ve been offered another job where I would be making more than double what I’m making here.” “Really?” Alex paused. “Where?” “Overseas,” he said not wanting to give his brother-in-law too much information. Clayton saw the concern grow in Alex’s eyes. “You’re going back, aren’t you?” “I haven’t decided yet. I might not take either offer.” “I’m not going to tell you what I think. But I’m going to tell you that it would kill your sister if you weren’t here for the birth of our kids. So don’t be a selfish dick and think about her.” “I haven’t even made a decision yet and even if I go back, I’ll be there when the kids come.” “If you aren’t, I’m tracking you down