Page 80 of Unsuitable

Honestly, I don’t know why I bothered.

Screw him.

I’m about to turn and leave, but my eyes snag on that door he’s still guarding like a sentry.

Why don’t I remember that door? I’ve been in here a handful of times before, and I don’t remember it being there. And doors don’t just magically appear.

I nod my head at the door. “You didn’t show me that room on my tour of this place. Is it a room I need to clean?”

“No,” he snaps, his tone low and dark.

Something has shifted in his expression. He still looks angry, but he also looks…uncomfortable. It’s there in his eyes.

His discomfort pricks my attention because one thing Kas never is, is uncomfortable.

Arrogant? Mean? Angry? A prick? Yes, to all of those things.

But never uncomfortable.

“Okay.” I take a step back. Turning, I pivot on my heel to leave.

His voice hits my back when I reach the door. “My office is off-limits to you now. I don’t want you coming in here. Ever.”

I stop in the open doorway and turn back to him. “Yes, Mr. Matis.” I even curtsy, just to be a bitch.

He frowns. And, with darkness on his face and in his eyes, he turns away from me.

I grab the door handle and start to pull the door closed. But not before I see Kas pull a key from his pocket and put that key in the mystery door to lock it.

An hour later, I’m head in the oven, cleaning it, when I hear footsteps come in the kitchen.

I know it’s Kas by his footfalls.

How sad is that? That I know him by the sound of his steps.

Well, whatever.

I’m still pissed at him. He’s a dick, and I’m ignoring him. I’m not in the mood to be yelled at again.

His presence has reignited my flame of anger, and it’s turned into a raging inferno.

I continue scrubbing the oven clean, probably harder than necessary.

“Daisy,” he says my name softly.

His voice is like a gentle brush of fingers over my skin, which breaks out in goose bumps.

Why does he so easily affect me?

It’s annoying. He’s a knobhead. A big knobhead who yells at me all the time.

Fixing steel into my spine, I ignore my traitorous skin, and I ignore him.

I hear him sigh loudly behind me.

“Daisy…earlier…I acted like a total dick. I’m…sorry.”

What?