The way he smiled down at her with such love in his eyes had my lower stomach pooling with heat. It had to have been the sexiest damn thing I’d ever seen.
“I know she is, princess. Are you going to show her all around for me since I can’t?”
She nodded her head and looked back at me. “Uncle Malcolm hurt himself really bad. But you’re going to fix him so he can drive his fast cars again!” she shouted as she jumped. My heart slammed against my chest while my head snapped up to look at Malcolm. The sadness in his eyes gutted me as I quickly got lost in the sea of blue.
“I hope so, Sophie,” I said softly. I sure as hell hope so.
HER GREEN EYES WERE HOLDING me captive as she stared at me. My heart had been pounding so hard in my chest as I watched her with Sophie. I wasn’t sure what these feelings were I was feeling, but I knew I needed more of it. These last two months had been fucking hell. There were so many times I longed to see her. Craved to see her. To taste her lips.
Paislie was unlike anything I had ever experienced. For the little amount of time I had spent with her, I had become addicted. It was as if she was a drug, and I needed a fix every single day.
Seeing her here now was almost too much.
“You look good, Paislie.”
My voice seemed to pull her out of her trance. Her eyes were soft but quickly turned dark as she opened her mouth to say something but quickly shut it.
Sophie tugged on Paislie’s arm. “Come on! We’re wastin’ time!”
Paislie’s eyes softened as she looked down at my niece. “Okay, let’s go.”
I watched them as they hurried off into the house. I could hear sweet Sophie talking a mile a minute.
Janet walked up next to me and chuckled. “She’s certainly excited, isn’t she?”
“Yeah, she thinks she scored a playmate.”
“I’m thinking she’s not the only one who thinks that.”
I did a double take over at my assistant. “What?”
Janet gave me a look like I knew exactly what she was talking about. “Please, you don’t think I know? Paislie was at the hospital, remember? She was the girl you spent the weekend with before the accident. I also know you’re not stupid enough to pay someone twice their salary and room and board to come and be your personal physical therapist. I may be old, but I’m not stupid. You don’t pay me to be stupid.”
Shit. I totally forgot about Paislie being at the hospital.
“No ma’am, I do not.”
Janet held the front door open for me as I used the crutches to walk into the house. I’d gotten my cast off and had begun therapy a few weeks back. The first two physical therapists were idiots. The first one seemed to be more interested in my cock than she was getting my leg back in working order. The other one was so old, I was sure he was about to fall asleep during our first session.
Paislie was my only hope at returning back to racing. A heavy feeling rolled through my stomach as I remembered why she walked away from me in the first place.
The first thing I needed to do was tell her I was sorry for what I said to her.
“Come on, you need to do some walking. Help me make lunch.”
I followed Janet through the house and into the kitchen. When I bought this house, everything needed updating. Janet was in charge of all of it. The kitchen was her biggest project and I had to admit she did a great job.
Cream cabinets with black granite countertops were her first pick. I moaned internally as I thought about the hours upon hours she had me looking at backsplashes. I finally pointed to a random picture just to get her to stop. Tumbled stone she called it. It now graced the walls in the kitchen and I had to admit it looked damn good.
I perched my crutches up against the wall as I helped her get everything ready for lunch.
“Malcolm, I’ve never asked questions because honestly it’s none of my business, but I have to ask you something.”
As I picked grapes and set them in a bowl, I replied, “Go for it, Janet.”
“What happened to you that makes you push love away?”
My body froze. “What makes you think I push love away?”