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“We need a heating pad for you. Grady should be on his way here, I’ll get him to pick one up for you.”
“Daddy no!” She turned to give him a firm look.
“Excuse me?” He gave her a frosty look back. “Are you allowed to say no to Daddy?”
She pouted. “But, Daddy. I don’ts need it.”
“I say you do. And what I say goes.” He cupped the side of her face. “I’m always going to give you what you need, my baby.”
Darn it.
He knew just how to make her insides go all gooey.
“Corner time,” he ordered.
With a sigh, she turned around. Unfortunately, because she seemed unable to stay silent or quiet, that five minutes turned into about forty hours.
Slight exaggeration, but that’s what it felt like.
“Come here, baby girl.”
Turning, she moved toward where Steele was sitting on the sofa, shaking his head. “You’re terrible at corner time.”
Well, she didn’t know why she’d want to be good at corner time. That seemed silly.
“Sorry, Daddy!” she told him, trying to actually look sorry.
She wasn’t sure she succeeded.
“You’re a brat. But you’re my brat. And you’re adorable.” He drew her onto his lap, settling her back against his arm before reaching for her bot-bot.
She opened her mouth and eagerly sucked it into her mouth. She played with her fingers as she drank down the water, moving them up and down.
Effie loved about being held like this. Having her Daddy feed her a bottle. It was soothing. It made her feel safe.
Cared for.
When the bottle was empty, he helped her sit and rubbed her back.
“What a good girl you are for drinking all your water,” he told her.
“I knows!” she crowed, clapping her hands. “Effie is a good girl. Effie deserves a treat! Jelly beans!”
“No jelly beans,” he told her.
She pouted. “Mean. Magic beans!”
“Isn’t that the same thing?” he asked.
“Nooo, silly Daddy. Magic beans are jelly beans that are . . . magic!” She moved her hands in a wide arc, flicking her fingers back and forth.
“Still no.”
“You’re such a party pooper sometimes, Daddy.”
“I am?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah, it’s a real problem. We should probably get that seen to. They likely have party pooper doctors.”
