Page 53 of Daddy's Little Charmer
After that was done, Nico took one more look at the bedroom door, walked to the other sofa, and lay down with one arm under his head as a pillow.
“Hopefully, Christian was able to get an earlier flight. I hate the thought of Harmony not eating for another day.”
Nico sighed, closed his eyes, and let sleep drag him down.
A few hours later, both men jolted awake when the frontdoor banged open.
Christian shut the door behind him and threw his bag to the side. “Where is she?”
Nico stood and stretched. His boss looked bad. He’d never seen him this exhausted or stressed in all the years he’d worked for him.
“In the bedroom. She was pretty upset when we didn’t let her leave.”
Christian pinched the bridge of his nose. “Fuck. I screwed up. I should have taken her with me to meet my sister. I just didn’t want her to see where I came from. It’s bullshit, I know.”
“Do you want us to stick around?” Connor asked.
Christian shook his head. “No, you guys head home. I have to deal with this.”
“I changed the code. I’ll change it back before we leave.”
Christian watched Nico punch in some numbers, and then he and Connor walked out the front door before he locked it behind them and turned on the security alarm.
He wearily walked through the house toward the master bedroom. He took a deep breath and opened the door. His breath caught in his lungs at the sight of Harmony lying in the middle of the bed, fully dressed and asleep. He hated the fact that it was he who had made her so unhappy, and he was determined to do whatever it took to make things right.
Chapter Nineteen
Christian walked into the bathroom and quietly closed the door. He stripped off his clothes and jumped into the shower. Within five minutes, he’d washed and brushed his teeth, pulled on a pair of boxers, and made his way to the side of the bed.
He gritted his teeth in a fury at the visible signs of tears she’d shed because of him. He sat beside her hip and placed a hand on the other side of her, enclosing her but able to see her face.
“Baby, wake up.”
Christian brushed the remaining tears and hair off her cheek as he watched her slowly come awake. He gripped her hip when she tried to move away from him.
“I went to see my sister,” he blurted right away to get that look off Harmony’s face.
Harmony froze. “You’ve never mentioned a sister.”
Christian nodded. “I know. I’m not proud to call her my sister. She’s a lot like our mother. She lives off welfare and never wants to do anything else. She’s lazy and selfish.”
“What do you do for her?”
“She gets her finances into a mess a few times a year, and the electricity and water get shut down.”
“It’s nice you still help her.”
“I don’t know if I would if it weren’t for my two nephews.”
Harmony scooched up the bed until she could lean against the padded headboard.
“I’m glad you help them. It’s too bad your sister can’t get some help.”
He smoothed the hair from her face again. “I’ve tried everything. Nothing has worked so far.”
Harmony stared at him. She felt relieved about thewoman she heard in the background, but it didn’t help with her depression. Her gaze took in his features. He had a full day’s beard growth. His eyes looked bruised from the lack of sleep, and his lips were tight from stress.
“Do you forgive me for not telling you about her?” he asked.
