stage of my life.â
And there was the heart of the matter. Bitterness pooled in her throat, but Riya shook it away. As she always did. âRobert will look after you, Jackie. Nothing will happen to you.â
âDoes it occur to you that maybe itâs you I could be worried about?â
âThereâs no precedent for me to think that, is there?â
Jackie paled.
Now Riya felt like the green scum that lived under a rock.
Jackie sighed. âYou slogged over the estate for years. Where was Nathan when he was needed? Do whatever you have to do, but make sure you hold on to this house.
âYou have just as much right to this as he. Or even more.â
Nathanâs dark smile as heâd stood close to her sent a shiver over her skin. His offer for Travelogue was more than sheâd hoped for, but she didnât like the look in his eyes.
It wasnât just that ever-present energy between them. It was more. As if he could see through her, into the heart of her. As if he could see her fears and insecurities and found them laughable. As if he knew how to use them to trip her up.
She just had to remember that whatever he threw at her, she could cope with it. The only danger was if he had true interest in her. He didnât. Nathan was a man who traveled the world over.
Like everyone else in her life, she would matter very little to him once he realized she wouldnât budge from her goal. And then he would leave her alone.
For years, she had lived with the knowledge that her father hadnât cared about her. For Jackie, she was nothing but a crutch of safety, the one who would never leave her. For Robert, she had been the means to assuage his guilt about Nathan and his mom. Not that she didnât appreciate his kindness.
But the truth was no one had ever really cared about her, about her fears, her happiness. And Nathan would be no different.
CHAPTER FOUR
W HEN R IYA ARRIVED at work Monday morning, it was to find Nathan leaning against the redbrick building, head bent down to his tablet.
Pulling in a breath, she forced her nerves to calm down. She had agreed to this, actually forced him into this. Now she had to see this through for Robert and for her own company.
The shabby street instantly looked different, felt different. And more than one woman sent him lingering looks as they walked past. But he was unaware of the attention he was drawing.
Today, he was dressed in a V-necked gray T-shirt coupled with blue jeans that hugged his lean hips and thighs in a very nerve-racking way. His hair gleamed with wetness, his beard still hiding his mouth. The veins bulging in his forearms, the stretch of the cotton across his chest. Every time she set eyes on him, something pinged inside her.
So early in the morning, with no caffeine in her system, he was just too much testosterone to stomach.
âYouâre wasting my pilotâs time.â His gaze didnât waver from his tablet.
âPilot? What are you talking about?â Feeling heat in her cheeks, she dug through her bag for her phone.
For the first time in two years since she and Drew had started Travelogue, she had resolutely refused to check her work email. Now she just felt stupid because she had obviously missed some important communication.
âNot completely together still? Had to abandon the mother ship early today?â
âI need coffee before I can deal with you,â she muttered. âI turned off my email client all weekend.â
She had hardly finished speaking when his chauffeur appeared by her side with a coffee cup. Nathanâs gaze lingered on her as she took a few much-needed sips.
His perception surprised her, but she wasnât going to confide about Jackie to him. Or anything for that matter. For all his generous offer, she didnât trust his intentions.
âI thought you slaved night and day, weekends and whatnot to build Travelogue. Didnât have a life outside of the company