Page 17 of Daddy's Arms


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“I have a surprise for you.”

Her eyes went wide and the color on her cheeks deepened further. “Surprise?”

“Not that kind of surprise, my love.” But her response had the wheels turning in his mind. Pushing thoughts of her bent over his desk with a plug in her bottom from his mind, he pulled the magazine from behind his back and held it out to her.

Shock and delight filled her eyes seconds before she let out a high-pitched squeal. “It’s here! That’s me! Give it!” She dove across the desk and snatched the magazine from his hands. Under normal circumstances, he would have scolded her for being rude, but he couldn’t bring himself to ruin her excitement.

“Oh, look at it! I look good. I was worried my ass looked fat in that skirt but I look good.”

“Your ass never looks fat. And you don’t just look good, you look sexy and confident.”

Her grin was just as sexy and confident in person as it was on the cover of the magazine. “I do, don’t I? I wonder what the article says.” She flipped through the glossy pages until she found what she was searching for. “Here we go! Blah blah blah, in business with her husband, yadda yadda, oh!” Tears clouded her eyes and she gave a delicate little sniff. “How lovely.”

“What does it say?”

“Olivia Monroe isn’t just your typical cheerful, happy-to-help realtor, though she is all of those things. There is a sincerity that shines through in her conversations with her clients, and an honesty that’s refreshing to see in this business. It’s clear her goal is to find the best home for her client, not just the best commission for herself. She is a breath of fresh air in a cutthroat business.”

James walked around the desk and pulled her close. “It’s the truth. I know I don’t tell you this often, but you really are excellent at your job. Even the most difficult clients end up raving about you at the end of the day. I am so proud of you, Liv, every day for the woman you’ve become.”

As her Daddy, he often told her he was proud of her. But he rarely used those words at work, and judging by the gratitude shining in her eyes, it meant the world to her to hear them. He’d have to remember to tell her more often.

“I’ve been at work ten minutes and this has already been the best day ever. I swear nothing could ruin this day.”

“It’s definitely one for the books.”

Her lips curved up in a slow, sexy smile. “We should celebrate tonight.”

Despite the door to his office being wide open, he couldn’t help himself. Tightening his arms around her, he bent his head to hers, taking her lips in a quick, brutal kiss. He’d only meant for it to last a second, enough for her to know how that smile affected him. But then she whimpered, and her mouth opened, inviting him in. Need overrode any sense of propriety. With a hand fisted in her perfectly curled hair, he held her in place as he swept in, conquering her mouth. She melted into him, and his need for her was so great he might have taken her right there on the floor of his office if the sound of someone clearing their throat hadn’t brought them crashing back to reality.

Slowly lifting his head, he looked over at Patty O’Halloran, the first realtor he’d hired after Olivia. Patty’s clear blue eyes twinkled and her lips were turned up in a knowing, mischievous smile. Olivia pushed at his chest, but James didn’t release her. “Good morning, Patty.”

“Good morning, yourself. Good to see you kids have worked things out.” Patty winked and walked away, her loud laugh echoing down the hall.

“Oh, my god.” Groaning, Olivia pressed her face against his chest. “I can’t believe that just happened. I’m just going to hide here the rest of the day.”

“Sorry, little one. You have work to do.”

Tilting her head back, she glared up at him. “You’re a—”

James lifted a finger to her lips. “Careful, my darling little girl.” Leaning forward, he whispered in her ear, “Little girls who call their daddies naughty names go to bed with no dessert and sore, red bottoms.”

He was close enough to hear her breath turn ragged. “Sorry, Daddy,” she whispered in return.

“That’s my girl.” He pressed another kiss to her lips, a promise of things to come later that night. “Go get settled in and let me know if you need me for anything today. Anything, Livvy. I mean it.”

The gleam in her eyes told him she understood the true meaning behind his words. “Yes, Sir.”

Concentrating on work was going to be hard as hell with the images dancing in his mind of the things his Livvy might need during the day. Doing his best to ignore them, at least for now, he settled back at his desk and opened the next email in his box.

Chapter7

As her laptop powered down, Olivia leaned back in her chair, stretching her arms up over her head. What a crazy freaking day. Her email and phone had positively blown up, thanks to the magazine article. Picking her copy up off her desk again, she grinned at the photo of herself, beaming off the cover of the state’s most popular real estate publication.

James was right. The cover oozed confidence and sex appeal. But it was the article inside that made her practically giddy. It was wonderful, beyond words, to be recognized for her hard work and her dedication to her clients.

She flipped the magazine open to her section and reread, savoring every word. When she’d finished, she flipped the page and giggled at the picture of Shannon smirking out from the pages. Now there was a woman who exuded sex and confidence with every breath. Olivia had wondered why they didn’t choose Shannon for the cover, but Shannon had just rolled her eyes when she brought it up.

“It’s hilarious how blind you are to your own beauty,” Shannon had said. “I’m not at all shocked they chose you.”

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