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Daisy was magnificent: cheeks flaring with colour, big brown eyes flashing a fierce challenge at him. He remembered how her soft, feminine curves had felt when he was carrying her.

An answer came to him.

‘I’ll give you a job,’ Ethan said.

Her eyes widened in astonishment, then narrowed with suspicion. ‘What as? Your cleaning lady?’

There was a huge appeal in that image—Daisy on her hands and knees, scrubbing his floors, her perky bottom swaying with the action. But he knew he was dead if he suggested it.

‘If I have to clean floors, I will, but they won’t be yours,’ she vowed rebelliously.

‘How about housekeeper?’

The fight in her eyes wavered into a sea of vulnerable uncertainty—the need for no break in her money-chain warring with a mountain of doubts about what she might be getting into by putting herself in his power.

‘Are you serious?’ she asked huskily.

‘Yes.’

Once they’d settled on a meeting at the house at eight o’clock on Monday morning of the next week, she took her leave of him, very firmly, and Ethan let her go, watching the seductive swish of her bottom, content with the thought he’d be seeing a lot more of Daisy Donohue in the very near future.

He was looking forward to it.