Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 746

Dailey just stood there, silent, caught in a peculiar situation that seemed straight out of a modern fairy tale.

Here he was, a centuries-old fox spirit, somehow tangled up in trying to stir a bit of worldly affection in a heart that was meant to be devoted to higher pursuits.

Dailey had no choice but to brace himself, mentally preparing for what was to come.

He attempted a smile, one so forced it looked downright goofy.

"Ha, ha."

Christine scoffed, "Your smile is as dry as your apology."

Dailey did his best, heaving a sigh, "Is there anything else you need me to do then?"

"And how is doing something within your comfort zone considered a request?" she retorted, attempting to wriggle free from his hold.

"A sincere effort means doing what you find challenging, Mr. Clarkson. Now, would you kindly let go of me?"

Dailey looked down, his breath warm against her neck as he sighed deeply.

"I'm at your mercy."

With that, he lifted his gaze, trying again to smile.

He thought of Clarence's foolish grin, but it was no use. His expression remained lifeless, a mere twitch of the muscles, devoid of any real humor.

His dark eyes failed to light up with mirth, a clear sign his heart wasn't in it.

Christine, finding amusement in his struggle, finally decided to let him off the hook.

"I'm exhausted, can't walk another step. Carry me back and make sure to have dinner ready when I wake up," she commanded.

Rising to his feet, Dailey scooped her up, his tone indulgent, "As you wish, Ms. Jackson."

Primo stepped forward to drape a bathrobe over Dailey's shoulders, then fetched his discarded clothes from the dressing room, following them out of the hotel.

Christine, resting her chin on Dailey's shoulder, looked back and asked, "How many people do you have working under you?"

"Five close associates," Dailey admitted truthfully.

"Named One, Two, Three, Four, Five?"

"Exactly."

"..."

Simple and straightforward.

Then Christine remembered something, "Where were they last night?"