Page 33 of Protector Daddy


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Wireless caller:

Take a guess. You woke up in my bed this morning.

Not smiling wasn’t an option. I quickly added him to my contacts.

How did you get this number?

Christian:

A little birdie. I might have checked the Captain’s database.

Wait, Christian Masterson breaks the rules? Since when?

Christian:

Since he got a taste of the sweetest Honey. So? Hayride?

I wanted to say yes. An actual date? I hadn’t been on one of those in forever. Especially one so public. Younger guys I’d gone out with usually liked to stay in and not just for sex. A pizza and beer seemed perfectly acceptable to most of the men I’d hooked up with.

But I couldn’t say yes until I told Christian he might not want to be quite so visible with me—at least if he wanted to keep his reputation as a stern, no-nonsense man of the law.

Rather than keep texting, I called him.

“Before I say yes, you might want to hear what just happened at The Spinning Wheel.”

Briefly, I recounted the whole mess for him—including the fact that I was tempted to have my brother get my purse for me so I didn’t have to walk in there again.

So I was a coward. So what?

“I’m sorry that happened. So what does that have to do with the hayride?”

“Other than half the town is probably talking about us by now and the rest of them will be by dinnertime? Oh, nothing. No big deal.”

“People talk, Honey. Who cares?”

“Who cares? You’re a man of the cloth.”

“Think that’s priests.”

“Yeah, probably. Still. If people don’t respect you…”

“Some people don’t respect me now. For some, it’s a game to see if they can get away with stuff. It doesn’t change how I do my job.”

I let out a sound of frustration. “This day has been a cluster.”

“All in how you look at it. In my view, last night was the best since…ever.”

I squeezed my eyes shut so the sun couldn’t sear my eyeballs and also so I didn’t start happy blubbering now that my teeter-totter of emotions was tilting the other way. “Really?”

“Yes, really. So I wanted to see you again. But not just, you know, naked. Though I have absolutely no problem with the nakedness, just it’s not all I’m about.”

“Well, obviously not, since you know, very long break.”

“Worth it. But if you’re not into hayrides, we can just get some apples and hard cider and walk around the orchard. They’re closing soon and the weather’s pretty perfect.”

“I know you say you don’t care about gossip, but I know how seriously you take your job. I don’t want to cause problems for you.”

“Let me worry about that.”

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