Page 12 of Daddies' Captive


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“Fucking Lucy,” Chardonnay muttered.

“It’s just . . . we’re opening in half an hour. So if we need to get an ambulance and someone to help move her, then I need to get onto that.”

Wow. She was so kind.

“Lucy,” Grady snapped.

“Yes, sir?” Lucy simpered.

“That was uncalled for.”

“I don’t know what you mean. I was only trying to help.”

Chardonnay snorted. “And my man has a small dick and doesn’t know how to use it.”

“Take it he’s well-endowed and knows how to use it?” Effie asked with a grin.

“Oh yeah, he sure does. And even if he wasn’t big, it wouldn’t matter. Because he’s all about making me come first.”

“Total keeper,” Effie replied. She managed to half-lift her arm to fist-bump Chardonnay.

Ouch. That hurt.

“Careful,” Grady snapped. “That’s hurting her.”

“Sorry, babe,” Chardonnay said with a wince. “How about I help you?”

She reached down to grab Effie’s arm.

“No, wait!” Effie said.

But before she could grab at her, Grady moved. He did it quickly and without hesitation. Suddenly, she was in his arms, and then he was walking toward the back of the stage.

“That’s seriously hot,” she whispered.

“A man carrying you?”

“Well, yeah. You must work out because I’m not exactly a lightweight.”

He shook his head. “You better not let Steele hear you talk like that.”

“Like what?”

“Putting yourself down. It’s something he’s not a fan of in women. Something I’m finding I’m not a fan of either.”

Meaning neither of them were fans of her. Right. She got it.

She bit her lip as Chardonnay rushed ahead of them.

“Sorry,” she told him. Even though she wasn’t quite sure why she was saying it.

“Stop chewing your lip.”

“Sorry,” she whispered.

“And stop saying sorry.”

“Is there anything you do like about me?” she asked with exasperation.

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