Chapter 17: Her Father

Hailey stepped into her room, flashed Noah a smile then closed the door.

If she'd had any idea how her day would end when it began, well, she might not have done anything differently. This house was amazing. As appealing as it was, she shouldn't get used to it. This was a stop. A means to an end.

She would be back in her apartment in a few months. Sooner if she could convince Noah it was a good idea. That way lay foolishness, she was sure, but she liked her independence.

A soft knock interrupted her musings. She opened the door to see Rochester with her bag. "Miss."

She reached out her hand, but Rochester brushed past her and rolled the suitcase into the room. "I can unpack for you, Miss."

Her eyes went wide. She didn't need this man to do that. "I'm good. Thanks."

"Do you require anything else while I'm here?" Rochester asked.

"No, I'm good, thanks."

He left and she leaned on the closed door to the bedroom. She probably would live out of the suitcase because she doubted she'd be h