Page 39 of Daddy's Orders


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“How about this, Mar,” I began. “You’re taking these to Emily, right?”

“Right!”

“Then why don’t I help you? Grab whatever books you think she’ll like, and I’ll carry them there with you.”

Marianne smiled broadly. “That’s a great idea! If you’re helping, I can bring her even more books!”

With that, she went back to work. I set down the stack of books on the nearest side table as Marianne collected more, fixing myself a whiskey neat as she did. I sipped and watched, listening as my sister spoke to herself, sharing her thought process for why she was choosing the books she was.

“There!”

When she was done, she had a whole other stack of books. I did a quick guess, and between the two it appeared that she’d gathered nearly two dozen books.

“Now, I’m sure Emily is a fast reader,” I said. “But do you really think that she’s going to read about a book a day while she’s here?”

Marianne shrugged, not put off in the slightest by my words. “Maybe. But this way she’s got more than she needs.”

“Can’t argue with that. Come on, let’s bring them to her.”

Marianne picked up one stack and I grabbed the other. Together, we headed in the direction of Emily’s room. To my surprise, with each step we took closer to where she was, I found myself growing more excited, like some teenage boy getting ready to pick up a girl for their first date together.

It was strange. I couldn’t remember the last time, if ever, a woman had made me feel that way.

I put the emotion away as we stepped up to the door. Marianne, the stack of books barely balanced under her arm, rushed over and knocked.

“Hey! I’m here! Youhaveto see all of these awesome books I got!”

“Alright, give me a sec.”

I could hear her moving about in there, the excitement returning. The door opened seconds later.

I wasn’t prepared for what I saw.

She was dressed in nothing more than a pair of very short cotton sleeping shorts that showed off her perfect, shapely long legs, along with a tank top. Her nipples poked through the thin fabric, letting me know right away that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her hair was in a messy bun, and there wasn’t a drop of makeup on her face.

In spite of all that, or perhapsbecauseof it, she looked so stunning that it took all the restraint I had not to ogle her. I wanted her like mad, my cock shifting to attention.

“Logan!” Emily’s eyes flashed at the sight of me. Surprise showed on her features at first, followed by annoyance. “What are you doing here?”

I laughed. “Don’t be so excited to see me.”

She opened her mouth to speak. Before a single word came out, however, she glanced down at what she was wearing. Emily gasped, ducking behind the door and returning with a robe. She pulled it on, but the short length barely did anything to cover up her body.

“Look at all these books we have!” Marianne, oblivious to the subtext of what was happening, held up her stack. “Oh man, you’re going to love these. Let me get them set up and I can show you what I brought!”

Marianne hurried into the bedroom, leaving Emily and I face-to-face. A touch of awkward silence hung in the air.

“Everything to your liking so far?”

“It’s great. I mean, better than great. The bedroom is amazing, the views are out of this world and…,” she grinned. “I especially love your Netflix account.”

That got a laugh out of me. “You mean you didn’t have one of your own?”

Emily shook her head. “Nope. Only allowed to watch approved documentaries and G or PG movies. And trust me, there are only so many times you can watchBlue Planetbefore the magic wears off. Marta managed to smuggle me a few racier things here and there, though.”

“Well, you’re more than welcome to watch whatever you want here. And Marianne can give you a grand tour of the library. Though, as you can see, she had us bring about half of it up to you.”

Emily smiled. “That’d be great.”

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