Daddy’s rules, sweetie?’
‘Ouch.’ But sure, she had a point. And Dani had set her heart on finding favour with Davide again. But not like this. There was a limit to how far she was willing to take this thing she had for Zac. And it ended with that kiss. ‘No way. No way.’
In the lobby. ‘I’m just saying, you could encourage him to stay after the tournament. It wouldn’t be such a hardship. Just look at him.’
Dani followed her sister’s gaze to the huddle of men waiting for them in the middle of the hotel lobby. Without intending to, without seeking him out, he was the first man her eyes settled on. As broad and tall as the players any other man might have faded into the mass of testosterone and sharp shaven jaws. But Zac stood out, radiating charisma and confidence. His smile, as always, turning her steady heart rate to a jumping mess. Damn him.
Desere’s voice lowered as she wrapped Dani into a hug. ‘Think about it, sis. It’s not all about you. It’s about family. Family’s what’s important. Keep the doctor here. What is it they say? Take one for the team. Do it for Daddy.’
Love her or hate her, and Dani regularly veered between the two, Desere knew exactly where to stick the knife. Dani rose above her sister’s stupid idea, looked beyond her and over to Zac. If anything happened between them it would be pure and based on honesty.
‘No, Des. Not happening. I’m not prostituting myself for anyone. Ever. Paul’s fake proposal was bad enough.’ There’d been too much pretence in her love life already. She’d never do that willingly. Even if it meant the rift between herself and Davide never healed.
But now wasn’t the time or the place to further this conversation. There were cameras. And even though on the red carpet she’d let them get to her, she was never going to allow that again. She jutted her chin, sucked in her stomach and breathed in. This time she would show them.
‘Give them your best smile, Daniella. And think about it. Catching a man for Daddy would be easy payback.’ Desere pulled away slightly. A frown line she would have been mortified to know about appeared on her forehead; the light in her green eyes dulled a little. For the first time ever, Dani glimpsed a flicker of weariness. ‘It’s not so bad. Honestly.’
* * *
So plan A hadn’t quite panned out the way Zac had imagined. The whole colleagues thing had morphed suddenly into way more than that. Crazy didn’t describe it. One minute he’d vowed not to flirt. The next he’d had her in his arms.
It had taken hours to slow his tachycardia, to deal with the excess adrenalin surging round his body. And he’d given up trying to extinguish the image of her face from his brain; it was getting close to a point where he couldn’t think straight. There was a duel raging between his head and his heart.
Which was why he needed to have that conversation with her. The one that went, Great kiss, but...
Before he got in any deeper.
Trouble was, she’d perfected the art of avoidance. Or tried to wither him with a stare any time he got too close.
And now with Davide and Matt at some important coaches’ meeting, he and Dani were playing minders to a bunch of hyped-up athletes.
Having been assigned the last helicopter he was running late but caught up with her at the front of the jet-boat queue trying to keep twenty-two men under control.
She nodded towards him but her manner was as cold as the ocean. ‘Joseph, get back here, the boat’s leaving in a minute. Manu, put the ball away. It’ll end up in the water and you with it.’
Zac shook his head. Since she only responded to anything rugby-related at the moment he went for that. ‘Don’t worry, princess, they’ll quieten down once they’re on the boat. Nothing like a thick metal seatbelt to inflict restraint.’
She fixed him with that stare again. ‘Sorry. You talking to me?’
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