Page 124 of My Three Billionaire Rockstars

“No.”

“You don’t even know what I was going to say.”

“I do. And no.”

She starts walking before I can stop her.

I grab her arm. “Nina.”

“What?”

“You cannot just go over there like this is some kind of educational field trip.”

“Why not?”

“Because I said so.”

“That’s not a reason.”

“It’s a fantastic reason. People have respected less.”

She gives me a look that’s deeply, infuriatingly sister shaped. “You’re being weird again.”

“I’m being cautious.”

“You’re being dramatic.”

Before I can explain that those are different things, Daisy spots Xander, too.

Because traitor that she is, she perks up, tail whipping, and takes off toward him with enough enthusiasm to drag me three steps before I regain control.

Xander looks up at the exact moment Daisy barrels into his boots like she’s been reunited with a long lost lover.

“Well,” he says, crouching down as Daisy throws herself into his space without shame or hesitation. “That’s one way to say hello.”

“Don’t encourage her,” I say, arriving with the leash, Nina, and my dignity hanging by a thread.

He glances up at me, then at Nina. “Hi.”

Nina smiles, perfectly pleasant and absolutely lethal. “Hi, Xander. I’m Nina. Willow’s sister. We met the other night at Friday Night Lights.”

“Nice to see you again.”

“Oh, I’m very happy to see you again.”

He huffs a laugh.

Great. Amazing. Everybody’s having fun.

Daisy has now fully committed herself to seducing him, scruffy body wedged between his knees while he scratches behind her ears like he has all the time in the world.

“She likes you,” Nina says.

“She has terrible instincts,” I mutter.

Xander stands, still holding Daisy’s attention, somehow. “That doesn’t seem accurate.”

“It does if she’s trusting strangers in public.”