Victory Over fights

Daisy got reminded of Lana's assertion that Brett had been as possessive over her as he was about Daisy and the thought of that pricked her in a terrible way.

"Where are you going with this?" Brett asked, in a voice laced with warm amusement.

"You don't get it, do you? Well, you drive the women you've been with nuts because somehow you turn to a sort of grand ultimate prize. That if they can’t have you, they feel like they're settling for less than the best. So they can’t think about not having you. They end up thinking of crazy ways to get you instead."

"Except for the very woman I want," he retorted dryly, "who spends a lot of time running in the opposite direction."

Daisy stared without hesitation, drinking him in as he stood naked in front of her. Answer one question for me, Brett. Why do you want me, why did you come back when you can have your pick of perfection instead. And I’m really not fishing for compliments or reassurances, just an honest answer, please.

He caught her