The Dating Plan(103)



“I would expect no less.” Liam slashed with the sword. “And if you get rejected, I’ll pay them a little visit in the middle of the night.”

Her lips quivered as she fought back an amused smile. “Your lady has a pitch to give, so how about you put the sword away and give her a kiss for luck?”

With a soft growl, Liam grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his chest, grinding his hips against her black suit skirt. “How about we exchange this sword for another?”

“You also have work to do at the conference today,” she said, trying to maintain the dignity and professionalism of a CEO while her very hot, very sexy, very real fiancé stoked the heat of her desire. “There are a dozen excited young entrepreneurs waiting to pitch to your new company and I think they might be put off if you showed up with any kind of sword.”

He gave a satisfied rumbled of pleasure. “Brendan and Jaxon are going to love it. I’m going to take it out to the distillery tomorrow and show them some moves after we check the new wash back tanks. Are you sure you can’t come?”

“Layla’s wedding is only a few weeks away, but I’m sure you could convince Sam to join you for a sword fight.” Sam and Liam had, of course, become sword-toting besties, while alternately sneaking into Krishna Fashions every week to slip Deepa a few dollars to ensure she knew who to call if she found a bigger sword.

Liam’s shoulders slumped, and he tucked his sword back in his sports bag. “How about I take off your fancy new suit and sheath my non-lethal sword somewhere that will make you scream my name in pleasure?”

Biting back a laugh, Daisy tried to put on a stern face. “Because I might have all the Avengers protecting me today.”

His face brightened with interest. “Let me see. I have a surprise that would make the imminent destruction of the Avengers worthwhile.”

“A surprise in your pants?”

“No, a surprise in the mail.” He laughed when she gave him a puzzled frown. “Aunt Roisin sent us an early wedding gift before she left for her ayurveda retreat in Sri Lanka. She gave us my grandfather’s house. It was part of her inheritance, but she said she doesn’t need it. She’s decided to live a life free of worldly goods, so she transferred the title to us.”

Daisy’s hand flew to her mouth. “A house! Oh my God, Liam. We’re going to have a house!”

“Which means I’ll pass the last two Patel tests: house and car.” He licked his lips. “Now can I see under your skirt?”

“No way.” She turned to face him, licking her lips. She’d already made her decision, but she didn’t want him to think it was that easy. “The minute I lift my skirt, you’ll do that thing you do, and suddenly it will be 12:50 P.M. and I’ll be running down the hallway to my pitch session with my hair mussed and my clothes half off, and no one will believe I’m the CEO of Organicare.”

“I’ll believe it.” His hand stroked over her hair, and she felt his touch as a throb at the juncture of her thighs. It was always like this with Liam. She couldn’t get enough.

After her father’s wedding, and knowing Priya would take good care of her dad, she’d decided to move out and start living her own life. She’d found a dog-friendly apartment near work and they’d furnished it together, starting with a king size bed with a solid wood frame and an even more solid headboard. They’d also bought a large dining table to entertain their families. Her dearest wish was to help bring Liam’s family together. For appearance’s sake—her father was still a traditional man—Liam kept his small apartment, but they spent all their time at her place, rarely in their clothes, christening each piece of new furniture they purchased.

“Tanya believes it, too,” he continued. “I just bumped into her at one of the VC sessions and she told me the good news.”

Daisy’s ears perked with interest. “What good news?”

“You got your Series B funding!” His blue eyes sparkled. “She was going to let you know after your pitch sessions. A second investor would make things a lot easier so she didn’t want to tell you until you were done.”

“Oh my God!” She jumped up and down in his arms. “I have to tell Mia, Josh, and Zoe. They’ll be thrilled. Organicare is saved.”

“Because of you. My fiercely determined, superintelligent, hot CEO.”

A smile touched her lips. She still couldn’t believe it. Even without a business background, she’d managed to run the company for the last month without any hitches. Hopefully, when their funding finally came through and a proper board was appointed, they would vote for her to stay permanently in the job.

“You think I’m hot?” She gave him a slow, sensual smile.

His hand dropped to her hip and he tugged her skirt up. “So hot, I think I need to do you over the sink.”

When he looked at her that way, with heat and desire in his eyes, she couldn’t deny him anything. “Did you lock the door?”

“Of course.”

“Condoms?”

Liam sniffed. “I knew you were going to be at the conference. Did you think I’d come unprepared to service your needs?”

“We’ll have eleven minutes for the good stuff. Three to clean up. Two to fix our clothes. Ten to get to our respective conference rooms. Does that work for you?”

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