Page 240 of Daddies' Captive


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“You’re The Boss, Daddy!” she said quickly. “The big boss. Biggest, bossiest boss of all the bosses.”

He stared at her for a moment. Probably wondering why she was acting like an idiot. Then, to her shock, he gave an arrogant nod.

“That’s better.”

Good. Lord.

“Now, how is your period pain?” His face and eyes had grown warm. He was a hard man to keep up with.

“I’m fine.”

And just like that, the warmth was gone. See? It was impossible to keep up with this man’s moods.

“You’re very moody,” she informed him.

His eyebrows rose. “Sorry?”

“I’m the one with my period and you’re the one who is being moody. Maybe we’re synced.”

“Synced?” he asked in a low, warning voice.

But she didn’t take any notice of the warning in his voice.

More fool her.

“Yeah, maybe you have IMS.”

“IMS?” Suddenly he was in front of her. And she had to crane her neck to look up at him.

“Yep. Like PMS but for men. Irritable Man Syndrome.”

“Irritable Man Syndrome?”

“Umm . . .” Her eyes tried to search for an escape route. But there was no way she was getting around him.

Did he have to be so darn big?

“Definitely rethinking my stance on spanking you right now, baby girl.”

Uh oh.

“Maybe it’s time Effie stopped talking.”

“Perhaps it’s time Effie was honest with her Daddy. Because a baby girl doesn’t lie to her Daddy.”

“I didn’t lie exactly. I feel better than I did. A bit crampy.” She rubbed her tummy which grumbled. “Little bit hungry. I need chocolate.”

“You need proper food. Something with iron in it. Not sugar.”

“Daddy, that’s just mean. You got to admit, you have all the symptoms of IMS. Grouchy with mood swings. Maybe you need some chocolate. And not the sugar-free kind. The real stuff.”

“No.”

That was all he said. Just no.

Sheesh.

“Did you go potty while in the bathroom?” he asked, taking her hand.

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