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“You’d do that?” asked Peach. “You’d walk Teddy all by yourself?”
Isaac laughed. “I’m sure I can manage. Besides, me and the mutt could do with a little time to get to know one another.”
“He doesn’t really like to be called a mutt,” said Peach, giving a mock pout. As she stroked Isaac’s arm, she noticed something. A long pink scratch running down his forearm. “Hey, I didn’t do that, did I? I’m sorry if it was me!”
Isaac looked at the scratch and then back at Peach. “Ah. No. That wasn’t you. That was… Okay, there’s something you don’t know about me yet.”
Peach sat up in the bed, frowning. “There is? What is it? You… get random scratches on your arm that you can’t explain?”
“No,” said Isaac. “That’s not it. Icanexplain the scratch. Only… you’re gonna find the reason a bit… surprising.”
“I am?”
“I… have a cat,” said Isaac.
“You have awhat?”
“It was never meant to be permanent. It’s a stray kitten. Turned up on my doorstep a couple weeks ago. I’ve been trying to re-home it, but…”
Peach giggled. “You’ve grown attached to it, haven’t you?”
Isaac looked deep into Peach’s eyes, suddenly serious. He put his arm around her, pulling her in close. “I want a family, Peach. I never knew it until now. I always felt scared to have one, in case I lost it like I lost my mom and dad. But… I want you. And I want Teddy. And I want Itchy.”
“Itchy?” Peach asked, screwing up her nose.
“Yep. That’s the kitten’s name. Guess Itchy’s kind of a silly name now that I’m getting immunotherapy. She won’t be making me itchy for much longer.”
“It’s a cute name,” said Peach. “And… I want a family too.”
Since seeing that cow give birth, something had been percolating in her mind. Brewing and getting stronger. She’d been afraid to say anything at first, in case she was wrong. In case Isaac was too mad at her to listen.
But now, the idea felt so right. And the vision she had in her head felt so wonderful that she had to share it.
“Daddy,” she said, “I have a plan.”
Chapter Twenty-One
ISAAC
Thiswasthecraziestthing he’d ever done. But if it worked… Peach Trimble was a damn genius.
“Any sign of danger and you run back to your car, babygirl,” said Isaac. “I’ll follow right behind you.”
Peach nodded, smiling. “It’ll be fine, Daddy. I promise.”
They had parked a little way back from the ranch and they were hiding behind a tree. Peach looked adorable. Her eyes were shining brighter than ever before, and he was so damn in love with her, it was ridiculous.
They’d spent the night at the motel, formulating their plan. Isaac had taken Teddy for a walk and he’d brought Peach breakfast in bed this morning: croissants and fruit and juice. The one thing he hadn’t done, which he was desperate to do, was fuck her again. But he knew that Peach was enjoying being made to wait. He knew that when he finally entered her pussy again, it would be explosive.
“You got your phone, Daddy?” Peach asked.
“Yup,” said Isaac, holding it up. “You got yours?”
“Yes!” Peach said, holding up hers too.
“Then we’re good to go, babygirl. Let’s do this thing.” He bent down and kissed Peach on the cheek. He would have kissed her on the lips but he didn’t trust himself not to get carried away. Enacting this plan with her was so exciting that it was kind of a turn-on. Even if it didn’t work, it was hot as hell that she was willing to do this for him. He just hoped that she’d play it safe.
Peach clapped her hands together and jumped up and down. She was wearing a pink PAW patrol t-shirt and her breasts jiggled temptingly as she moved. “Come on, Teddy!” she squealed. “Pups to the rescue!”
