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She moves to open her door, but I stop her with a hand on her knee. “Stay put. It’s my job to open your door.”
Her eyes widen in surprise, and she nods. I circle around to her door, opening it for her, then helping her down from the truck. She takes a step away, stumbling in her heels. I catch her before she falls.
“Careful, sweets.”
Her cheeks turn pink in a blush. “Thanks. Seems like you’re always coming to my rescue.”
I want to tell her that I’ll always be here to rescue her from any situation. That I’ll protect her and keep her safe even from her own clumsiness, but I bite my tongue. I don’t want to scare her off. She’s as skittish as a cornered kitten.
“Let’s get you inside before you freeze,” I say, guiding her to the door.
We climb the steps to the entryway, and she pauses at the door. “You don’t have to walk me up. I really appreciate everything you’ve done for me.”
“Unlock the door, sweets.”
I let out a low growl when she opens the door without using a key.
“It’s been broken for a while,” she shrugs.
I follow her up two flights of stairs. The place looked bad from the outside and it’s even worse on the inside. The paint is peeling, the stairs groan with every step, even from her slight form, there is garbage lining the hallway, and more than half of the lights are out. She deserves so much better than this hovel. It does nothing to deter my desire to drag her to my place where I know she’ll be warm and safe.
“Well, this is me…”
Her door is the only one in the hallway that’s bright white. It doesn’t fit the building at all. It’s obvious she’s painted it herself, probably trying to bring a bit of life into a place that looks close to decay. She unlocks the flimsy lock and turns to look up at me.
“Thanks ag?—”
“You need to stop thanking me for doing what any decent human would do.”
Her eyes fall to her feet, and I can see her throat working as she swallows thickly. I have a feeling she’s not seen a lot of kindness in her life. I’m going to change that. She doesn’t know it yet, but her life is about to change for the better. She’s going to be mine and I’ll make sure of it.
“Give me your phone.”
“Why?” she asks.
“For your car.”
“Oh! You really don’t have to have it towed for me. I can figure it out…”
“Phone,” I say, completely disregarding her words.
She’ll learn in time that caring for her is my job now. Her worries are my worries. She hands me her phone, and I have to bite back a curse. It’s older than dirt, and the screen is cracked in multiple places. Not only that but there is barely any charge to the battery, something I would spank her for if she were mine. A dead phone is a safety risk. She should always have a way to contact someone in case of an emergency and you can’t do that with a dead battery.
I pull up her contacts and frown. There are only three. Lush, Gerald, and Maude. How does this beautiful woman not have a phone full of friends and family? I enter my information, then text myself so I have her number. I hand her phone back, already making plans to replace it as soon as possible.
“I’ll call you tomorrow about your car.”
“Okay.” She opens her door and backs inside her apartment.
“Make sure you lock the door, and don’t forget to charge your phone,” I say gruffly, not wanting to leave her in this place.
“Yes, sir,” she says automatically.
My cock instantly responds to that. The only thing better than ‘sir’ would be for ‘Daddy’ to come from those sweet lips. Jesus, what this woman does to me. I feel like I’m losing my mind with how I react to her.
She closes the door and I wait until I hear her lock snick into place. It kills me to walk away from her, but I know she’s not ready for me to go full-on daddy mode on her. I need to bide my time and take things slow. She’ll be mine soon enough.
I call Roy and arrange for Winter’s car to be towed to the shop. I should go home and sleep but head to the shop instead. I could easily have one of the guys work on her car in the morning, but I want to be the one to do it. I don’t get to work in the shop as often as I’d like these days, and this is the best excuse to get my hands dirty. I hate working in the office all day. It’s the biggest drawback to owning my own business. I miss the early days when it was just me doing the work. It was a simpler time for sure.
