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"Oh, well, the lease is—"
"Baby girl…" I let my words trail off and raised a brow. A gentle reminder that she didn't need to worry anymore. Daddy was here.
She tucked a thick strand of hair behind her ear and tipped the left toe of her sneaker inward. Oh yes, I was certain she had no idea how she made me feel. I took a step forward, removing the space between us, and pulled her into my grasp. Hints of her lip balm seeped onto my tongue as I deepened our kiss, and her hands pulled on the lapel of my sports jacket as she rose to her tippy toes.
I stubbornly broke our kiss and rested my forehead against hers. "Hungry?"
She wrinkled her little button nose and peered over my shoulder.
"It smells yummy."
"Good, because I had my chef make something you might enjoy." I placed a soft kiss on her forehead and pulled her in the direction of the kitchen. I never had dinner made and usually ate out before heading home, but I wanted to make her first night here special. I contacted my old friend Aiden, who owned a private security firm in Stonebridge. I had him run a soft background check on Brooklyn and paid him a little extra to do some light-hearted digging. He emailed me an encrypted file around noon with everything he thought I wanted to know. Now I knew that she liked sweets, French bulldogs, the show Bridgerton and had good taste in food, her favorite being homestyle penne pasta.
We stepped into the kitchen, and I rounded the center island to grab a bottle of wine and two glasses. She joined me and plopped down on the wooden stool next to me. I loved how her crop top rose slightly as she leaned into the island. The waistband of her jeans rolled down, exposing her soft muffin top. She caught my gaze and tugged on her shirt, but I stopped her.
"Don't you dare." I let the fabric slowly slip from my grip and rose my hand to stroke a finger down her cheek. "I hope you like Merlot."
I slid the glass toward her, and she picked it up. A low hum vibrated off her chest, and I pulled her from the stool she was sitting on and into my lap. Confused at first, she tried to pull away, but my grip around her waist was stronger.
"I don't want to crush you," she said as she lifted her chin to peer up at me.
"That's not physically possible."
Refusing to let her out of my grasp, I assembled our penne pasta into a large bowl and topped it off with parmesan dusting. Holding up two forks, she took one and tipped it into the pasta.
"Do you always share your meals with hookers?" She joked and stabbed her fork into the pasta.
I tightened my grip around her waist and nudged my lips against the shell of her ear. "Keep being a brat, and I'll put you over my knee." I pulled her earlobe between my teeth and let it slip out slowly. "Also, I haven't shared my life with anyone in over five years, and don't ever degrade yourself while in my presence. Understood?"
My tone was clipped, but I needed her to understand that she was more to me than some escort. She was my baby girl, and she was all mine. We continued our dinner and conversed over our past life experiences, our likes, dislikes, and favorite things. We had so much in common yet came from extremely different backgrounds. Our conversations only solidified my decision.
"What did you do today?" I asked as I took a sip of wine.
"I had a short shift at Estelle's. Then I just worked on getting ahead on my homework."
"Good girl. Daddy loves time management."
My words made her cheeks turn a shade of pink, and I wondered if they also made her wet.
I lifted her off my lap as I stood and pressed my chest into her, trapping her. Her breathing picked up, and I lifted her onto the island in one swift movement. With each of my arms on either side of her, she licked her lips and dropped her eyes to the floor.
I clipped a finger under her chin and eased in. "I do need one more thing from you." I traced a thumb over her bottom lip. "I need you to quit your job."
"What? Why?" she asked.
I ran my hands up her luscious thighs and parted them. "Because the only job you'll have now is going to school, taking long baths, and letting daddy fill you to the brim with his seed. So, are you going to be a good girl for me?"
