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Her smile grows wider. “I do. I’ve always wanted to be a mom one day.”

My cock thickens, and I stifle my groan. Fuck. The vision of pregnant Chloe, her belly big and round with our baby, is almost too much to take.

“Good to know, baby. Good to know.”

She cocks an eyebrow. “You’re not going to try to get me pregnant right away, are you?”

Damn. Smart girl.

“I’ll tell you what, baby. I’m probably going to fuck you like I’m trying to get you pregnant, but until you’re ready, stay on your birth control. I’ll wait as long as you need. Okay?”

“I think I might be as unhinged as you. I should be running for the hills right now. Is this why you’re single? All the other women saw your red flags and moved out of the country?”

I bark out a laugh. “You’re such a sassy brat. I wouldn’t know. I haven’t shown my red flags to anyone else for the past seven years.”

Her smile falls, her eyes searching my face. “You, uh, you haven’t been with anyone in that time?”

“I’ve had sex. Meaningless sex. No sleepovers or anything. Just quick hookups.”

“Oh.”

“You’re it for me, Chloe. I know it’s shocking to you how quickly I want to move, but it’s because I feel like I’ve missed out on so much time with you. And also, I’m a possessive and selfish asshole.”

She wraps her arms around my waist and hugs me. My heart pounds against her ear, and I hope she knows it’s beating purely for her.

“You still can’t give me that much money,” she murmurs.

I wrap my fist around her hair and tug her head back. “The fuck I can’t. I’m Daddy. I can do whatever I want. And if you really have an issue with it coming from me, then Kieran will give it to you. He’s your brother, so you don’t have a choice but to accept it from him.”

Her mouth falls open as she narrows her eyes. “I don’t think it’s fair that you two think you can gang up on me.”

“Oh, baby, we don’t play fair. Especially when it comes to taking care of the people we care about. Now, come on, I need to get you changed so I can get you to work on time.”

When I set her on her feet, she puts her hands on her hips. “Daddy, you’re not driving me to work.”

“Why not?”

She huffs and stalks into her bedroom. “Because I have a car. And I’m coming home when I get off, and you’ll be doing whatever it is you do. Don’t you have to work?”

“Yes, but I can still drive you.” I shrug, baffled as to what the issue is. I mean, why wouldn’t she want to be my passenger princess?

“Daddy,” she says as she puts her hand on my chest. “You’re gonna have to learn that I can do stuff on my own. I love the way you take care of me, but I’m also a big girl.”

Determination glints in those beautiful eyes of hers. She’s fighting me on some stuff because she doesn’t want me to completely take over. Part of me wonders if it has to do with the way her father ran her life. She let him get away with it, and he abused that power. It’s going to take time before she understands that my need to control her life has nothing to do with selfish gains. The only thing I want to do is take care of her and make her life easier.

I let out a dramatic sigh and nod. “Fine. But you’ll text me when you get there, and when you leave and when you arrive home. Understood?”

Defiance flashes in her eyes as she lifts her chin slightly. I’m prepared for her to say something sassy, but she must see the hard set of my gaze because she finally drops her shoulders and nods. “Okay.”

“That’s Daddy’s good girl.”

“Hey, man,” I say to Colt as we step into his house.

Colt shuts the heavy wood door behind us. “You two are in trouble now.”

His wife, Ava, bounds toward us. “You didn’t bring her?” she asks, pouting.

“Who?” I ask.

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