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She just couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. How she could have been killed. Or Jess or Bev. Thank goodness they were both fine. Jess’s pregnancy was developing well.
But April often wondered if they had nightmares too. If they had found something to help them cope. The only things that could calm her mind were being in Little headspace, in Trent’s arms, or here under her favorite tree. Since Trent wasn’t here right now, she’d come up here for a bit.
She wasn’t sure how long she’d been sitting there when he walked up to her.
“Baby girl, how long have you been sitting out here? You look blue.” He wrapped the blanket he was carrying around her.
Hmm, she hadn’t noticed how cold she’d grown.
“Sorry. I just needed to get out of the house. To think for a bit.”
He settled in next to her, then reached out to touch the side of her face, turning her to look at him. “Why didn’t you call me?”
“Honestly, I only meant to come out here for ten minutes or so. Just to clear my mind. I never meant to stay here this long. Sorry.”
“It’s all right, precious girl. As long as you’re okay. That’s all I’m worried about.”
“You’re so good to me, Daddy. How did you know I was here? Did you see me?”
“Baby, you always like to come out here. This tree is your safe place. And I will always know how to find you.”
He lifted her into his lap and held her safe in his arms.
Yeah, it really was a good thing having a man who loved her beyond measure.
A Daddy who knew exactly what she needed.
Him.
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We hopeyou enjoyed this story is about April and Trent. They were introduced in Daddies’ Captive (MC Daddies) and as you can see, it is not necessary to read that book before this story. This story is a snapshot into their lives—it’s not the story of how they met. If you want that you can always let me know and I’ll write it. Enjoy!
ABOUT LAYLAH ROBERTS
USA Today Bestselling Author, Laylah Roberts loves writing stories about possessive, protective men and the women they adore.
When she’s not writing, she’s reading, chasing after her eight-year-old, and ignoring her never-ending washing pile.
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