“Oh, shoot,” she said, racing over to the window to check that Duke hadn’t arrived home early.
Nothing. Phew.
She turned toward Hatter who gave her an innocent look. “You made me nervous.”
Rushing back, she added the icing to the container and then packaged everything up.
Finally, after putting all of the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, she turned back to look at the kitchen floor, and that was when she heard the truck pull up.
Grabbing a dishcloth, she quickly wiped up as much as she could before rushing back into the bedroom and throwing off her robe and slippers.
Oh, no. Oh, no.
He was going to catch her. She threw herself into bed and pulled the covers up over her shoulders as she lay there, trying to calm her racing heart.
The door to the bedroom opened.
Oh, shoot. Had that been shut or closed when he left?
Why hadn’t she paid more attention? She really wasn’t good at this sneaky stuff.
“Hi, did you get all of your errands done?” she asked.
“Good. How did you get on with your lie-in?” he asked as he sat facing her on the bed.
She sat up and leaned back against the headboard, hoping she looked innocent. “It was good. I think I really needed it. You were right.”
“I’m always right. So, is there anything that you want to tell me?”
“What would I have to tell you?” she asked.
“Maybe that you disobeyed me and got out of bed to possibly make some more icing? Maybe red icing?”
What the hell? How did he know that? Her eyes went wide. “What are you talking about?”
“Little Rebel, you’re already in enough trouble, so you might want to start being honest with me.” He gave her a stern look, and she swallowed heavily.
Uh-oh.
Sunny had a feeling that she could be in real trouble here.
Duke couldn’t believeshe’d disobeyed him.
Well, he guessed he could believe it, but he had hoped that she would stay in bed, like he’d told her to.
She had dark marks under her eyes that he wasn’t very happy about, and he’d been hoping to get rid of them before they went to the barbecue this afternoon.
But now it seemed like she was going to be spending all of tomorrow in bed, resting.
Sunny had been doing far too much lately, and he wasn’t happy about it. She needed some care and attention, and plenty of sleep.
But to blatantly lie to him about it, well, that was a little bit more than naughty. And it was going to result in her over his lap, getting her bottom smacked.
Sunny sighed, her shoulders dropping. “How did you know?”
“Us Daddies know everything,” he told her.
Sunny eyed him with disbelief. “Have you got any cameras in the house, Daddy? That you didn’t tell me about?”
