Maya Maya Maya. Her name lingered in Dalton's mind as he sat in a meeting with his foreign investors. He couldn't stop thinking about her; she has consumed his thoughts.
Dalton kept wondering if Maya was safe and sound, or if she needs him—though he knows she wouldn't tell him if she does. He would have to pry that out of her.
Her grunts and the annoyance on her face yesterday made him realize that she is not accustomed to having someone, especially a man, show her the care and protection she needs. Dalton knows he went overboard, but there is something about Maya that brings out his overprotective side. He feels a strange urge to shield her from the harsh realities of the world
