CHAPTER 40

Paxton entered the kitchen, put the food case on the table, then walked out and started looking around the penthouse for her. He peeked in her old bedroom but the lights were off.

“Stubborn woman…” he said slowly, returning to the living room. “I’m sure she went to the restaurant…”

After her fall, with the help of her mother, Paxton had convinced Rhiannon to move back into his penthouse for a few days. So, once again, she was installed in his downstairs guest suite behind his kitchen.

He was in the process of acquiring the first-floor apartment he’d mentioned to her a few days before the stairway accident, but Paxton hadn’t told her yet because he didn’t want to argue about it.

For the past two evenings they’d spent the early hours after work together, and in an effort to gain her trust, he’d deliberately kept things light and friendly. What they had was still too fragile, so Paxton hadn’t touched her. He didn’t force her into doing anythin