Page 117 of Saving Daddy


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“Greer. Look at me.” There was more dominance in his voice now and she raised her gaze to his without delay.

“His choices are his own. And you can’t spend all your time worrying about him. It’s not healthy or fair to you.”

“I’m his big sister. It’s my job. I feel like I didn’t worry enough, you know? I should have known he was still alive. I would have done more, looked everywhere for him.”

“Whoa, no. You had no way of knowing he was still alive. He did a great job of making sure you didn’t know.”

“But why?” She pressed her nails into the palms of her hands, needing a way to let out some of the emotions overwhelming her. She ignored the way her wrist protested the movement.

“Uh-uh. No.” He drew her hands apart, looking down at where she’d pushed the nails so far into the scrapes that they’d started bleeding again.

Shit. She’d forgotten about the scratches.

“Greer. No. This is not acceptable,” he told her in a firm voice.

Panic filled her. Had she hurt herself on purpose? She didn’t do that anymore. She didn’t want to spiral into bad habits. Her breath came in sharp pants.

“I . . . I forgot about the scrapes.”

“You still don’t hurt yourself, understand?”

“I wasn’t really hurting myself.” She looked at the floor as shame filled her.

She didn’t mean to.

He gently lifted her chin so she had to look into his gorgeous face. Shit. She’d never had a doctor this hot before.

He studied her for a long moment, and she waited for a lecture. Shame was making it hard for her to breathe.

“This has got to be a lot,” he finally said. “I’m not sure how you’re coping as well as you are.”

“W-what?”

Coping well? Her?

“You’re so strong.”

“Me?” She gaped at him.

“Yes. You. You sound shocked.”

“Because I am. I’m not strong.” Everyone treated her like she was going to break at any moment.

“Of course you are. It’s easy to see.”

“Then you might need glasses because no one else thinks that.”

“Well, I was always smarter than everyone else.” He winked at her.

She shocked herself by giggling.

“Now, let’s get your boo-boos taken care of.” He cleaned the scrapes on her palms before bandaging them both. “How does that feel?”

“It might need a bit of magic.”

“Hmm. You know, you’re right. Luckily, I have my magic kisses all ready.” He placed a kiss on each hand then each knee. “How does that feel?”

“So much better.”

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