Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 46837 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46837 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
“Good. Keep an eye on them. Let’s hope for a reconciliation.”
“Can I take you home tonight, panda dear?” Milo asked, leaning over the bar as she cleaned up.
Nodding eagerly, Riley agreed. “If you’ll take me to your house. I miss Pandy.”
“Only Pandy?”
“Well, maybe you, too.” Riley yawned. She’d been too wound up to sleep last night. Even though Tatiana had loved the design, Riley wouldn’t be able to relax until she found out what Milo thought.
“You need some TLC, Little girl,” he commented in a stern tone. “I’ll be back. I have a question for Bear. I’ll meet you inside the front door.”
“Okay.” Riley focused on cleaning the last glasses and setting them to dry on the rack.
Milo wrapped an arm around her waist a few minutes later to steer her out of Blaze. He’d pulled his car up to the entrance so she wouldn’t have to walk to the parking lot.
“You spoil me,” she murmured as he buckled her into the car. Milo just kissed her lightly before stepping back to close the door.
Yawn! “Did I fall asleep?” she asked, rubbing her eyes when magically they arrived at his house.
“You’re exhausted, Little girl. I’d give you a bath, but I think you’d conk out in the tub. Tonight calls for a shower, bottle, bed.”
“Bottle?” she repeated, trying to process his words.
“I have Bear’s secret formula recipe. You’ll try it, won’t you?”
Riley nodded. It was easier to agree with what he suggested. She really was dead on her feet. Too few hours of sleep over too many days was taking a toll.
Before she knew it, Milo had her under the warm water of the enormous showerhead. Riley twirled under the spray to get wet before leaning against his warm, naked body for support. She could feel his cock, hot and stiff, against her. When she moved to touch him, Milo brushed her hands away.
“You’re too tired to play tonight, Little girl.” His hands smoothed the satiny bath gel over her body, removing the sticky residue from the drinks she had served that night. “Let’s rinse you off, my sticky panda.”
“I’m not sticky anymore, Daddy,” she protested as he turned her slowly under the warm spray.
“All clean now, panda bear.”
“I want Pandy,” she whined when he reminded her of the stuffie that Riley hadn’t seen for several days.
Milo flipped off the water and dried them both off. Tugging one of his T-shirts over her head, he led Riley to an oversized rocking recliner in the family room next to the open kitchen.
Riley sank into the recliner and curled up on her side against the soft leather. Immediately, she closed her eyes. The quiet rattle of her Daddy working in the kitchen didn’t disturb her as she lingered on the edge of sleep, almost too tired to succumb.
“Here we are, Riley. You hold Pandy,” he instructed, tucking the stuffie into her arms before lifting her to sit on his lap. Immediately, she tensed.
“You’re not going to spank me, are you?” she whispered, opening her eyes to look at him apprehensively.
“Little girls can cuddle on their Daddies’ laps, too, Riley. I need to hold you more so you don’t think you’re always getting a spanking when you sit on my lap. Lean back a bit,” he coaxed as he helped her settle against the curve of his arm.
“I like this, Daddy,” she mumbled.
Milo stroked her hair from her face before picking up the bottle he had prepared for her using Bear’s secret formula. Placing it at her mouth, he brushed the nipple over her lips.
Without thinking, Riley opened her mouth and sucked. “Mmm!” she hummed, wiggling against him.
“Good, huh? I figured that if Ellie liked it, you would too. I put a little hint of cinnamon in yours to make the mixture uniquely yours,” he said softly.
Riley patted Milo’s hand on the bottle to say thank you before hugging Pandy even closer as he began to rock the recliner underneath them slowly. Pushing everything out of her mind, Riley relaxed completely in his arms. When she finished the delicious mixture, she felt Milo cradle her in his arms to carry her through the house.
“I can walk,” she mumbled, hearing wispy sounds come from her mouth.
“Shhh, panda baby. Daddy’s got you.”
When he tucked her into bed, Riley rolled on her side around Pandy and tumbled into sleep.
Chapter Eighteen
On his lunch break, Milo parked the ambulance at the end of a row in the strip center by the tattoo parlor. He didn’t usually work on Saturdays, but a co-worker needed someone to cover their shift. He’d kissed Riley’s cheek that morning before leaving her snoozing in bed. Milo had taken his bike to the hospital and left his keys for Riley to drive to Little Cakes for her shift. Checking the parking lot, he spotted his car. She had woken up for the alarm he’d set.