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He groans, another miserable sound. Though I think he likes this misery. He presses his forehead to mine, breathing hard. "I intend to show you every goddamn one of them, baby girl."
"I think I'm going to pass out," I whisper.
Sinclair's eyes widen before he sweeps me up into his arms, cradling me against his chest. I press my face to his shoulder, sniffling as he stomps down the hall toward his bedroom with me.
"Um, where are we going?" I squeak, suddenly panicking for a whole new reason. I didn't think he meant he was going to show me rightnow. I'm not even wearing cute panties.
"I need a shirt, and I'm not letting you out of my sight while I get it. Then I'm taking you to show you something. And then we're going to talk," he growls. "In that order."
Well, okay then.
Chapter Four
Sinclair
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see," I say, refusing to give up anything else.
"Well," she says, drawing the word out. "Is it far?"
"Not particularly. Why?"
"I have to pee," she whispers.
I cast a long glance at her. "You just spent fifteen minutes in the bathroom, princess."
"I forgot to pee," she mumbles with a shrug. "I was busy hiding from you."
I scowl at the road before flicking my eyes in her direction. "You thought I had a girlfriend." Acid runs through my veins at the reminder of the tears in her eyes and the look on her face. "You thought I could want another woman."
"I didn't know." She squirms in her seat, her eyes downcast. "I've been trying to get your attention for a year. I've tried everything, Sinclair."
"That's not my name."
"D-daddy," she whispers.
My cock throbs. Ah, Christ. I've waited so long to hear her say it. Now that she has, she'll never call me anything else when we're alone. I'll only ever be daddy to her in private, her own personal acolyte. She has no idea what she's unleashed, but she will soon.
I press the gas, watching the speedometer inch toward sixty.
"I haven't taken my eyes off you since the day we met, baby girl," I murmur, reaching across the console to place my hand on her knee. "I've watched every move you've made." I swallow. "Even when you didn't know I was watching."
"Really?" Her wide eyes meet mine, full of wonder. "You watched me?"
"I fucking stalked you," I rasp, inching her dress up her thighs. "I followed you everywhere."
"Sinclair. I mean, daddy," she says, gaping at me. "Are you teasing me?"
"You mean like you tease me with those tiny fucking dresses?"
The little brat doesn't deny it. She doesn't look embarrassed, either. "You don't like my dresses?"
"Oh, daddy loves your dresses," I growl, yanking it up to her hips to expose her pink cotton panties. "He'd love it even more if you never wore the goddamn things around other men ever again. It makes them want what belongs to daddy, princess."
"What belongs to you, daddy?" she asks, playing innocent.
Fuck. I'm going to wreck this damn car.
