A Little Easter Delight – MC Daddies Read Online Laylah Roberts

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 27069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
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Heck. She could write a book. How to be naughty and not get your butt spanked: The key to controlling your Daddy.

She’d sell so many. Then she could go on tour. Take over the world . . . the possibilities were endless.

Hmm.

Spike wondered what Millie was thinking. That was definitely her, ‘I’m going to conquer the world’ look.

Lord knew if he didn’t keep a close eye on her, he was pretty sure she could take over the world.

And then it would be cake for breakfast, ice cream for lunch, and fairy juice for dinner.

“I’ll get your Lego for you,” he told her.

Best to keep her distracted when she got that look on her face.

Grabbing the tub that held her Lego, he put it on the rug as she attempted to get out of her dinosaur pod. He loved that pod. It was one of the few ways he had to keep her contained.

The door to the playroom opened and Mr. Fluffy wandered in, flopping down on his side about a foot into the room as if he couldn’t possibly make it to his dog bed.

Spike just shook his head at him as he lifted Millie out of the pod and set her on the mat. He’d keep a close eye on her to make certain that she wasn’t overdoing it. She tended to ignore how she was feeling when she was busy.

That’s why she needed him.

“What do you think, Daddy? Do you think the Easter Bunny will like my creation?”

“I think he’ll love it, baby doll.”

She frowned, staring it over. Then she shook her head, wincing as she did.

“It’s not big enough, it needs to be grander. Something that will wow him. I want the Easter Bunny to leave lots of chocolate for me and my friends. What if he comes here and thinks that the sign is crappy and not big enough and then leaves?”

“Baby, that’s not going to happen,” he soothed.

“It might! You don’t know, Daddy! I wants this to be perfect for all my friends.”

Shit. She was getting wound up. He knew it was because she was still feeling tired and out-of-sorts. But this wasn’t going to help her feel any better.

“That’s enough playing for today. It’s nearly dinnertime.”

“No, Daddy! I have to get it right.” Millie gave him a stubborn look.

He cupped her chin in his hand. “No, what you need to do is listen to Daddy. We’ll put your creation away somewhere safe, then pack this up. Dinner and an early night.”

“No, Daddy! No dinner and an early night. Leave my Lego alone.”

“Millie,” he said warningly. “I’m going to give you one more chance to pack up your Lego like a good girl.”

“And if I don’t?” she challenged.

“Then you’re spending some time in the corner.” He wouldn’t spank her when she’d just had a migraine. No way did he want to risk hurting her. But corner time was definitely a punishment she could handle.

Her lower lip trembled and he had to harden himself against giving in and letting her do whatever she wanted.

Spike knew her tricks.

“You’re being so mean, Daddy. All I was trying to do was make something beautiful for the Easter Bunny.”

“And you have,” he said. “But now it’s time to pack up.” He scooped up a handful of Lego pieces and put them in the tub. With a sigh, Millie started to help. Then he lifted her creation and set it on the shelves.

“I still don’t think it’s good enough.”

“You’re too hard on yourself.” When all of the Lego was put away, he grabbed Chompers and gave him to her. Picking up her pacifier, he placed it in her mouth. Then he scooped her up onto his hip and carried her out of the room.

Mr. Fluffy let out a woof of protest as they went past.

“If you want fed, dog, you’re going to need to get yourself down the stairs.”

Millie pulled the pacifier from her mouth. “That’s not kind, Daddy. I think we need to put in an elevator.”

“We’re not putting in an elevator for him.”

“What about one of them dumb waiter thingees?” she asked. “He could ride in that.”

“Nope.”

“How about a sled that he can ride down the stairs and then attach a pulley system to get him back up?”

“Also nope.”

Millie sighed. “Don’t you love Mr. Fluffy, Daddy?”

“I like him. But I’m not hauling his heavy ass up the stairs on a sled. And he needs the exercise.”

“That is true, Mr. Fluffy,” she called back. “You do need the exercise! The vet said so.”

There was a growling noise from her playroom.

“Oh, I said the V-E-T word,” Millie whispered. “Oops.”

Spike started down the stairs.

“Be careful, Daddy. Don’t slip.”

“I won’t slip. Precious cargo.”

“You’re the best Daddy ever.”

“Only because I’ve got the best girl in the world.”

6

Spike set her down in her special high chair at the table. He strapped her in before placing some toys on the tray for her to play with.


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