Page 4 of Bragg's Christmas


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She rolls her eyes. “I teached him. But he no listen.”

We settle on the floor in front of the doll house and she hands me a barbie doll. “You’re Stacie, my best friend.”

“Hi, Skye! What are we going to do today?” I ask as I make Stacie wave.

“I’m not Skye. I’m Barbie!”

“Oops! I forgot.”

She scrunches her eyes. “You know how to play dolls?”

“Yes.” I nod. “I know how to play dolls.”

I think. I never played dolls with anyone other than my dad. My mom died before I turned one and I don’t remember her. By the time my stepmom arrived on the scene, I was already ten and much too old for playing dolls.

Although, Priscilla wouldn’t have played dolls with me anyway. She never paid much attention to me unless my dad was around. Why my sweet dad married that step-witch is beyond me.

Damon clears his throat behind me and I nearly startle. How could I have possibly forgotten the man competing for sexiest dad alive is standing less than five feet away from me?

“Squirt, Daddy needs to talk with Love.”

Skye’s face scrunches up. Uh-oh. I recognize a temper tantrum when I see one. Lord knows I’ve had enough of them myself.

“It’s okay, Skye,” I reassure her before her tantrum explodes to full-blown. “We’ll play dolls as soon as I finish talking to your dad.”

“Promise?”

I place my hand on my heart. “I promise.”

Her bottom lip wobbles. “You won’t leave me and never come back?”

Who left this beautiful girl? They should be hunted down and forced to watch re-runs ofSeinfeldfor hours on end. You don’t abandon children. Full stop.

I grasp Skye’s hand. “I promise I won’t leave you. I will be back to play with you after I talk to your dad. We always have to listen to Dad, don’t we?”

She stares at me for a long moment before nodding. “Okay. You can play with Ken.”

“I get to be Ken? He’s the best. I can’t wait. Be right back.”

“I’ll get Ken for you.” She starts digging around in a suitcase next to the dollhouse.

I stand and turn around to confront Damon. I notice he’s put on a shirt to hide all those delicious muscles, but I refuse to be distracted. I promised Skye I’d play with her today and I will. Damon won’t stop me.

He motions for me to follow him into the hallway. I stay close to the door. He’s not locking me out.

“I understand,” I begin before he has the chance to speak. “I know you don’t want to hire me to babysit your daughter, but I promised I’d play with her today. And I don’t break my promises to little girls.”

“Actually, I think I do want to hire you.”

I open my mouth to argue my case but snap it shut again when I realize what he said. “You do?”

He clears his throat. “We need to talk.”

Chapter 3

Can you do a background check for me? ~ Message from Damon to his brother Brody who can find out anything about anybody

Damon

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