Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 146666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 587(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 587(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
He set her on his hip and walked with her into the spare bedroom. Setting her down, she crawled into the middle of the nest.
“I’ll get Wally and the snacks. You choose the movie. And baby girl?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you. Thank you for choosing me.”
Damn. He always knew just what to say.
54
“I have something for you to wear today.”
Greer looked up as Hack walked into the bedroom. She was already dressed in comfy pants and a long sweater with a picture of a ladybug on the front. He’d ordered it online for her the other day and she loved it so much she’d barely taken it off.
If he was going to try and get it off her . . . well, he’d have to wrestle her for it.
“I’m not taking the sweater off! I don’t care if it’s got coffee stains on it and yesterday’s lunch. It’s mine, and I will die to protect it.”
He stilled and stared at her for a moment. “Someone has big feelings this morning. Are you all right, baby?”
Of course she was. She opened her mouth to tell him that.
“Greer, think about that.”
Shoot. She took a moment. Was she all right? Because getting possessive over a sweater wasn’t exactly rational behavior.
She sat on the side of the bed. Three days had passed since the stalker had been found dead. Why didn’t she feel better? All that emotional turmoil and worry should be gone.
But it still felt like she was surrounded by unknowns and fears. She wished she was feeling more normal. She’d thought that she might have gotten over her fear of sex. She’d become more at ease with touching Hack. In fact, sometimes she worried she was getting addicted to warming his cock. It was just so soothing. And it helped her get used to his body.
And yet she struggled so much in other ways.
“Greer?” He came over and crouched in front of her, placing his hands on her legs. “Do you need to use your emotional safeword?”
Did she?
No. Now that she recognized and acknowledged her emotions, she felt better. But she still thought that she had some work to do.
“I just feel like . . . like I’m not getting any better. I thought that I would be doing better. Feeling better. But I still don’t want to leave the house on my own.”
“Hey. Give yourself a break, Little girl. You’ve had a lot thrown at you and should be proud of how you’re handling everything.”
Should she?
It just felt like the future was unsettled. They hadn’t spoken about her moving here permanently. She could barely get Cash to speak to her. And she still couldn’t have sex.
“I guess so.”
“I know so.” He gave her a worried look. “Do you need me to stay home today?”
She shook her head. “Oh no. I’m going to be fine. All I’ll be doing is working. I have a lot to catch up on.” Truth was, it always felt like she was chasing her tail.
“Are you enjoying your job?”
“Hmm. Not really, I guess. But what else would I do where I could work from home?”
“You could work more on your sketching. You’re an amazing artist.”
“I’d be a starving artist,” she joked.
“I’m sure we could work something out.”
She eyed him. “You’re not supporting me financially, Daddy.”
His gaze narrowed. “You sure about that, Little girl?”
“Daddy, I let you take charge in most things, but I still need to earn money. Hard limit.”
He huffed out a sigh. “Fine. But if it ever gets too much or it’s making you miserable, we will look at other options. Even if that means I cover most of the bills. I own this house outright, and I have a healthy savings account.”
“All right,” she grumbled with a pout.
“Now, get that look off your face, baby girl. I have something for you.”
“Am I gonna like it?”
“Why wouldn’t you like it?”
“Well, I didn’t like yesterday’s surprise,” she grumbled.
“That shouldn’t have been a surprise,” he countered. “If you forget to eat during the day, you get punished.”
“But twenty lines, Daddy! And five spanks! That was mean. So mean.”
“Well, hopefully today you remember to eat while Daddy is working.”
“Shouldn’t you get going?”
“In a moment. Here is your surprise.”
He held up a purple item that was around six inches in length and maybe four inches round. There was a circle at one end.
“What . . . what is that?”
“This is a clitoral stimulator.”
“Holy crap, you bought me a sex toy.”
“I did. And the good thing about this sex toy is that I can control it using an app on my phone. It’s fully charged and ready to go. You put this end over your clit.” He indicated the end with the circle. “It’s nice and quiet. The only thing is that you might need to recharge it during the day.”
“I . . . I . . . what?”