Page 124 of Protector Daddy


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He laughed. “Sorry, no orgasms on tap today. If you do something too much, it loses its specialness.”

I looked at him aghast as we crossed the street to the diner. “You’re not serious?”

He laughed again. “No. Just crunched for time and there’s something else I have to show you.”

I dipped my gaze to his pants. “I wouldn’t mind seeing that again.”

“Pretty sure you remember from last night.” He squeezed his hand as we reached the diner and held open the door. “After you.”

“Hey, Polly,” he called to the normally surly waitress as she bustled toward the door to seat us.

“Hey, yourself, Officer Studly.” She raised her brows when I slid her a glance. “What?”

I laughed. Secretly, I was kind of proud Christian’s reputation was changing a bit in this town. Looking was fine. “Nothing wrong with stating the obvious.”

Christian’s ears were on fire. He was the cutest man ever. “Can we get a booth with two orders of home fries and toast with syrup on the side on one?” He smiled tightly. “Tight on time.”

“We need to be home urgently,” I said with a touch of desperation as I clutched his arm.

It was his turn to slide me a glance.

Polly rolled her eyes and hustled us over to the last remaining booth. It was busy in the diner this time of day. Most times of day, truthfully.

As soon as she headed back to the kitchen, he leaned across the table to speak softly. “You love making me embarrassed, don’t you?”

“Who, me? No. Never.” I reached over to tweak his still warm ear and he grabbed my wrist to kiss it.

At the next table, a middle-aged woman turned to speak to us. “I don’t suppose you two have any tips.”

“On what?” I asked as Christian tried to disappear into the booth. Not that he could at his size. But he tried.

“Tips for spice in the bedroom. My Larry just isn’t interested anymore.”

Christian was about to melt onto the floor in a very large puddle. But his eyes shot darts.

I would likely pay for this in creatively orgasmic ways later. Lucky me.

“Crotchless panties,” I suggested though I didn’t even own any. I was naked too much to need them. “Surefire sex enhancer.”

The woman clapped. “Thank you. I owe you, Honey.”

She turned back to her lunch while Christian took the opportunity to squeeze my leg in warning from his lowered position.

I smiled innocently.

Our lunch—or mine part two—came out quickly and we ate rapid-fire before we hit the road back to his house. I was bouncing a little in my seat and Christian was still glowering at me, which only enhanced my delight.

He wasn’t really mad, but I didn’t mind if he acted that way at certain times.

“You’re a menace.”

“You love it.”

He only growled. Hmm, maybe we could just take the edge off…

“Thanks for lunch.”

“Uh-huh. Think you enjoyed it more than I expected.”

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