daughter. I needed more than that. I would think you would understand.”
“I do, little girl. Don’t get your panties in a bunch.”
“My panties aren’t in a bunch.”
He grinned. “Have you told your mother?”
“I’ll send her an e-mail.”
“What will her skinny-assed Yankee self think of her daughter marrying a man like Cruz Rodriguez?”
“I have no idea.” Lexi figured her mother had given up the right to offer opinions or suggestions when she’d left her only child and never once looked back. Lexi had been three at the time.
“Wish I could be there to see the explosion.”
“There won’t be an explosion. There won’t be anything.” That would require emotion and feelings. Two things her mother discouraged. It made Lexi wonder why Cruz had any interest in society like that.
“You’re right,” Jed said. “Congratulations. Tell my secretary what you want for an engagement present and she’ll order it.”
A familiar echo of all those years when she’d been growing up. Jed had instructed his daughters to tell the nanny what they wanted for Christmas so his secretary could order it. Santa hadn’t been on the agenda at Glory’s Gate.
Lexi wondered why she had to love her father. Jed wasn’t especially loveable. Her life would be a whole lot easier if she could simply see her father for who he was and not care beyond that. Wanting the impossible—him to love her back—made everything complicated.
“I’ll check with Cruz,” she said as she rose. She walked around the desk and kissed her father’s cheek. “Goodbye, Daddy.”
“’Bye. I’ll let you know when I’ve checked him out and seen whether you’ve picked a good one.”
“Oh, joy.”
He laughed, and she walked out.
Once in the thickly carpeted hallway, she released the breath she’d been holding. Her father had accepted the news more easily than she’d anticipated. Now she had to explain her make-believe engagement to her sisters, and that wasn’t going to be so easy.
CHAPTER THREE
LEXI REVIEWED THE contracts from John, releasing her from the loan. She was free…at least of financial debt. There were other bills coming through and time was ticking. She was going to have to move into Cruz’s house soon.
She opened her top desk drawer and looked at the plain white envelope tucked inside. There was a key and an address, nothing more. She had no idea what his house looked like and she’d been too chicken to drive by. She would see it soon enough…and putting off the inevitable seemed like a good idea.
It wasn’t the living with him that had her waking up in the middle of the night—not that she’d ever lived with a man. It was sleeping with him. Or rather, not sleeping.
She was both terrified and excited. Terrified because of what had happened before and excited because no one had made her feel the way Cruz did. Just thinking about his hands on her body, his tongue driving her to madness, was enough to melt every cell in her body.
On the other hand, it had been ten years. Maybe she was simply imagining how good it had been. Maybe it had been ordinary. As that night had been her first time, she hadn’t been able to compare it to anything. Maybe being with Cruz wasn’t all that.
A girl could only hope.
The door to her office burst open and Skye stalked inside, followed by Dana. Her sister waved a newspaper.
“Did you know about this?” Skye demanded, her green eyes snapping with annoyance. “Oh, wait. You do know about this because it’s about you. But did you tell your own sister?” She slapped the newspaper on Lexi’s desk. “Or did I have to read about it just like everyone else?”
Lexi had no idea what she was talking about. She glanced down, then gasped when she saw a picture of herself next to a picture of Cruz, along with a very large headline, announcing their engagement.
Annoyance flooded her. How could he do this without telling her? But she already knew the answer. He wanted to make sure she didn’t change her mind. He didn’t trust her. After pulling a stunt like this, he would have reason to watch his back. But first she had to deal with Skye. What on earth could she say to explain any of this?
“I’m sorry,” Lexi said as she stood and walked around her desk. “I meant to tell you.”
“Sure. And that makes it all better. I know things have been a little tense lately but I expected more from you. What happened? Did doing your laundry get in the way?”
Lexi led her sister to the sofas at the far end of the room. Dana trailed along, looking more curious than upset.
They sat down. Lexi mentally scrambled to figure out how to explain what had happened. She’d known she was going to have to deal with this, she just hadn’t expected it to be today. When she got a hold of Cruz, she was going to verbally beat the crap out of him.
“Do you want something to eat?” she asked. “I could order tea and sandwiches.”
Dana made a gagging sound. “Not for me. I hate that whole-grain bread you use. It’s sticks and twigs.”
“It’s healthy,” Lexi told her.
“I don’t care about food,” Skye snapped. “You can’t feed this out of me and if you could, herbal tea and vegetarian sandwiches wouldn’t cut it.” Her mouth twisted. “You got engaged and you didn’t tell me.”
The anger was easy to deal with, but the hurt made Lexi feel small. “I’m sorry,” she said, touching Skye’s hand. “I’m really sorry. Everything happened so fast. I was going to tell you. I had no idea that Cruz would put an announcement in the paper. I never wanted you to find out this way.”
“But you only met him last week. At my party. I introduced you.”
Lexi ducked her head. “Um, not exactly. Cruz and I have known each other for a long time. Ten years.”
As much as she wanted to explain why she’d gotten engaged, she couldn’t. Jed had fundamentally changed their relationship when he’d put them in competition with each other for the inheritance. Lexi wanted the company and Skye wanted Glory’s Gate. Until that was decided, they weren’t on the same team anymore.
Jed could have easily broken up his estate, leaving them each what they wanted, but that wasn’t his way. He enjoyed setting his daughters against each other. It was a new form of sport for him.
Lexi avoided looking at Dana, whose curious expression meant more questions later. While she couldn’t tell the whole truth, she could explain part of it. Maybe that would be enough.
“I first met Cruz when I was in college. I went with a group of friends to a party where we’d heard some guy would be racing for pinks.”
“Pink slips,” Dana said when Skye looked confused. “You race for ownership. If you lose the race, you lose your car.”
Skye’s eyes widened. “Who would do that?”
“Guys are idiots,” Dana said with a shrug. “It’s a macho thing. So that’s how Cruz got his start, huh?”
Lexi nodded. She didn’t know much about his past, but she’d had the occasional quirk of curiosity and had searched for his name on the Internet a few times. He’d started with nothing and had grown his business into an empire.
“All the guys lost their cars to him,” Lexi said. “They were furious. The girls were more interested in Cruz than anything else.”
Lexi still remembered how he’d looked that day. Tall, dark and dangerous-looking. He’d had an easy smile that promised