Page 95 of Daddies' Captive


Font Size:  

“I really am sorry,” she whispered.

But they didn’t seem to hear her. Instead, they were glaring at each other. She moved her head back and forth between them.

“You knew she was with me, so you knew she was safe.”

“But before I knew that, I had no idea where she was! Anyone could have taken her!” Grady snapped back.

Wait. What? Had he . . . had he been worried about her?

“Were you worried about me?”

Grady’s gaze snapped back to her. “Of course I was worried about you. You left. Without a word. And I had no idea if you were safe. And you expect me not to worry?”

“I wasn’t even sure you’d know I was gone,” she admitted.

“You’re going to wear a tracker,” he said bizarrely.

“Uh, what?”

“A tracker. You’re going to wear one.”

She glanced over at Steele to find him grinning like a madman again. Was he even listening to Grady?

“Steele,” she said in a low voice.

“Yeah?”

“I think something’s wrong with Grady.”

“Oh yeah, something is definitely wrong with Grady.”

“Then could you not say something to help?” she asked desperately.

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. Just something.”

“All right.” Steele nodded. “How do you want her to wear the tracker?”

She glared at Steele. “That’s not what I meant!”

“Isn’t it? Well, it’s what I want to know. I’ll get something created to hold the tracker. What are you thinking? A necklace?”

They were nuts. Completely and utterly nuts.

She wasn’t even entirely sure what was happening right now.

“Too obvious,” Grady replied. “I’m thinking an ankle bracelet. Or something to go in her shoes. She doesn’t have many pairs.”

“Hmm, we should buy her more shoes,” Steele commented.

“Agreed. I saw some cute light-up ones I think she’d love.”

What the heck was happening?

Did they realize she was still in the room with them? She needed to get things back under control.

Although she wasn’t sure she’d ever had any control around these two.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com