Noah’s POV
I rest my head against the outside of Daisy’s door, blowing out a frustrated breath as I gently thud my forehead against the hard wood. I just finished telling my sister that I wouldn’t be a flirty asshole right now, that I would treat her best friend with care and respect, and it’s taken me less than twenty minutes for me to break my word. For some damn reason, I can’t stop myself, and all I could do was damage control, passing every innuendo and suggestive comment off as a joke. I can’t pretend that when she called me boss, the images of her dressed up as a secretary bent over a desk flooded my mind. I need to get myself in check, Daisy is injured and vulnerable, I need to think about her needs not the wants of my damn d.ick.
I head back downstairs, being met by Mindy who se
