Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
“Yes, Juni. That will be the most important part.”
She smiled and then tipped her head to one side. “You know…”
“What do I know?” he teased. He wasn’t sure he was going to like what she said next.
“I’m not just a silly Little girl you found wandering around with a camera. Taking photographs is a hobby. I’m pretty good with computers. I could help you with your work. I heard the guys talking about dividing up the hours so someone is always watching the monitors. I could do that, too.”
Magnus was taken aback by her offer. He didn’t react immediately because he recognized that he needed to choose his words carefully so he didn’t end up insulting her. He didn’t really know what she did for work, and he remembered Kingsley’s weird request not to dig into her past. Fuck, for all I know, she’s just trying to be helpful, or she could even have a PhD in Computer Science. He certainly wouldn’t want to be a jackass about it.
Magnus wasn’t very good at relinquishing control over his domain. It was one thing for someone to sit and watch the monitors. It was another thing entirely for anyone to touch his mouse or use his computers. He could get rather feisty when people got too close to his corner of the basement.
Inhaling slowly, he said, “Sure, Juni. I’d love to have your help. We’ll find something you can do to help Daddy.” He hoped he wasn’t making the biggest mistake of his life. This was his Little girl. He wanted her to be happy, and it sure would be nice to always have her close to him. However, he didn’t think it was reasonable, and he would probably end up snapping at her when she touched things.
She was too smart for him, though. He hadn’t hidden his real thoughts well. She narrowed her eyes and lowered her head. “Daddy, you’re lying. You said I can’t tell lies, so you can’t either.”
He winced. Shit. “It’s just that I’m pretty territorial with my work, Little girl. I didn’t want to hurt your feelings. I’m not good about sharing my electronic equipment.”
She shrugged. “Whatever.” And then she slid off the side of the bed and strolled into the bathroom. A moment later, the shower came on.
“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. He’d definitely hurt her feelings.
Chapter Twelve
Oh yeah. Magnus had definitely fucked up.
Juniper hadn’t said another word about their conversation, but she was acting way too chipper and not making eye contact with him. Every time he tried to talk to her, she agreed with whatever he said, but her tone was off, and she was not happy.
“Trouble in paradise?” Hawking asked when Magnus arrived at his station. Hawking had taken the early morning shift watching the monitors. He was grinning.
Magnus groaned. “Something like that.” He placed his hand on his ballcap and ground his teeth together.
Hawking glanced across the room where Juniper was leaning over the dining table examining the blueprints. He turned back to Magnus and spoke in a low tone. “You’ve only known her a few days. I have to assume you slept during the night. It’s pretty early. How did you piss her off so badly already this morning?”
Magnus sighed. “It’s not important. I’ll fix it. Right now, we need a team meeting as soon as possible.”
Hawking glanced at the time. “It’s not even six. You want to pull everyone out of bed?”
Magnus rubbed his chin. “It’s pretty important. Maybe we can wait until seven.”
Hawking’s brow was furrowed as he stood. “Does this have anything to do with why your Little girl is staring at the building’s blueprints as if she were an architect?”
“Yes. I’ll tell everyone about it at the same time.”
“Okay. I’ll jump in the shower and send a group text. Be back in twenty.”
Magnus remained rooted to his spot, his gaze on Juniper. She wasn’t looking in his direction, and it was intentional. He’d really hurt her feelings, and he needed to figure out how to rectify things.
It wasn’t as though he could have her working next to him. That was out of the question. He couldn’t have anyone working next to him. Besides, he wanted his relationship with his Little girl to be fun and laughter, hugs and kisses, sex and spankings. He didn’t want to add heavy shit like working side-by-side all day.
What was she going to do here, though? He’d decided he wanted her to stay. He’d even told her that. He’d kind of demanded it. And he was pretty sure she understood that this thing with them was not a fling. It was forever. He also believed she agreed. However, he hadn’t considered what that might mean for her career.
Was she a photographer? Maybe she could do that here at the resort. Danger Bluff didn’t have its own photographer. But she’d said photography was a hobby.