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“Fuck, baby. I hate that you seem so shocked. Of course we can. I’m sorry I haven’t suggested it before now. We’ll go as soon as Ben is back from his honeymoon, yeah?”
“Thank you, Daddy! Thank you!” She kissed his face energetically. Then her lips hit his, and he placed his hand around the back of her head to hold her still so he could deepen the kiss.
When he drew back, they were both breathing heavily and his cock grew hard.
“You taste so good, baby,” he told her. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you today.”
“It’s so crazy. Who’d think that something like that could happen here? In a small corner store in the middle of nowhere Wyoming. Did you know that Bev had a shotgun? And she knows how to use it.”
“Hmm. A lot of people around here know how to handle a gun, baby. And Bev has an interesting past.”
“Wow. Crazy.” She snuggled into his chest again. He only ever slept naked, so she had easy access to his skin.
She fell silent for a while, and he hoped she was going to sleep. But then she wriggled around.
“Can’t sleep?” he asked.
“No. I was so scared, Daddy.”
Fuck. Fuck.
He rubbed his hand up and down her back. “I know you were, baby. I’m going to make sure nothing like that ever happens again.”
“It was such a fluke that I was there. I know I said that I wished I’d never gone into town. But if I hadn’t . . . then he might have kicked Jess.”
Fuck. He hadn’t thought of that. She was right, though.
“Stop thinking about it,” he ordered, unable to take the fear and worry in her voice any longer.
“I wish I could. But every time I close my eyes, I can see him standing over Jess, his leg going back. Only I think about what if I was too slow? Or what if the gun had gone off? What if he’d fallen on her?”
“Baby girl. You can’t keep going over ‘what ifs’. You’ll tear yourself apart. Try to sleep, yeah? You’re overtired now.”
She nodded, moving again. Then she sighed. He kept rubbing her back, hoping she’d drift off.
“Did you set the alarm?” she asked.
He frowned. That wasn’t something she’d normally ask. “Of course, baby.”
“And you locked the front door?”
“Yeah, baby. I did.”
“Did you check the back door?”
“Hey.” He rolled them to their sides and cupped the side of her head, running his thumb over the apple of her cheek. “You’re safe now. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”
“I know . . . I just . . . I’d feel better if I checked the house was locked up. I’ll be back soon.” She attempted to roll out of bed, but he tightened his hold on her.
“Uh-uh, no way you’re getting out of bed in the dark and cold to go check that the house is secure.”
“But—”
“That’s my job,” he told her firmly. “You stay right here. I’ll go check.” He walked out of the bedroom and through the house, checking it thoroughly. If his girl needed this in order to feel safe, then he was going to give it to her.
When he returned to the bedroom, she was sitting up in bed, clutching Scruffy Dog to her chest. She was tugging at his right ear. Something she did when she was stressed. His right ear was far more worn than the other one.
“Hey, everything is all right. The house is locked up tight. The alarm is on. You know I’d hear if anyone tried to break in. That asshole is locked up tight. Even if he knew where you lived, there’s no way he could get in here to hurt you.”
