Page 4 of Saving Daddy


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“No, you aren’t! You’re the best big brother in the world.” What other big brother would have done what he had?

She was the one who should be apologizing.

“No, I’m not. You really want to come visit, don’t you?”

“Well, I wouldn’t have driven all this way if I didn’t.” She’d left early yesterday morning and driven all day before passing out in a hotel room last night. Then, this morning, she’d forced herself to get up early again.

The truth was, she was kind of tired. She didn’t like driving long distances. Especially by herself.

But there was no way she was getting on a plane with her bad luck. Nuh-uh.

“I wish you’d told me you were coming, sweetheart,” Aidan said.

“So you could have talked me out of it?” she asked dryly.

“Yes. But not for the reasons going through your head, Greer Emily Savage.”

“Hey, you can’t three-name me. So not fair.”

“I can. I’m your big brother. I’ll pull it out when you need it.”

“And I need it now? Because you want me to go home?” Except Savannah didn’t feel like home. It never really had.

And as much as she’d miss Helmet Head and the Nutty Bangers . . . she missed her brothers more.

She wanted to see Cash desperately. It was eating away at her. As though she couldn’t truly believe he was alive until she touched him. Hugged him.

Then knee him in the balls for worrying her. It was her right as his big sister.

Aidan sighed. “If I’d known you wanted to come, Squirt. I would have arranged to get you.”

“You’d have to take time off work. I couldn’t ask you to do that.”

“Greer Savage, you could ask me to walk on the fucking moon and I’d do it for you. I love you, you stupid idiot. Ouch, Bubbles, what are you hitting me for?”

“You can’t call your sister a stupid idiot.”

“Sure, I can. It’s our love language. Right, Greer?”

“Right.” She grinned through her tears. Because this felt so right. It was how they always spoke to each other. But for so long, it felt like there had been this rift between them.

Her fault.

Her guilt.

I got him arrested and sent to prison.

All those years wasted. All my fault.

Fuck! Stop it, stop it, stop it!

“Greer, there is nothing I want more than to see you,” Aidan reassured her. “But I do not like the idea of you driving all that way by yourself, staying in hotels alone. And knowing you, you’re driving long days and not bothering to stop regularly. What if you get tired and fall asleep at the wheel?”

He actually made a good point. She wasn’t very good at recognizing that she needed to stop and rest.

“At least if I’d flown down, we could have shared the driving back,” he pointed out.

“Shared the driving? Really? So if we were in a car together, you’d let me drive?” That was something she didn’t believe.

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