Page 131 of Daddies' Captive


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“Men can be pretty. He’s pretty. But, shh, don’ts tell him that I think of kissing him.”

“You think of kissing me? Um, him?” Grady asked, appearing shocked.

“Uh-huh, but it’s very naughty. Cause you know what? Do you?”

“What?” Grady asked

“I thinks of kissing Steele too. Isn’t that so bad?”

“Why is that bad?” Steele asked.

“Because I can’t have two men. That’s silly. G-greedy. Nan said it’s bad to be greedy. She said I’d get fat if I ate too much. Guess . . . guess Nan was right. She said that no man would want me if I frowned or got mad or complained.”

Jesus.

Steele met Grady’s gaze with his own. Nan had a lot to answer for.

“My bosses are a bit scary, but at least they’re pretty to look at.”

“Effie, eyes on me.” Steele sat again, leaning forward to take her chin in his. “Fuck, it’s like she’s totally drunk.”

“Yep.” Grady had to catch her as she nearly slid out of his lap. “It’s like trying to hold on to slime.”

“I like slime. It’s so slimy. Can I haves some of your slime?” she asked.

“No,” Steele told her.

Her lower lip trembled.

Dear. God.

He had experience with Littles. With women crying. But he’d never felt like he’d been hit in the gut like this when faced with a trembling lip.

That lip . . . it could well be his fucking kryptonite.

No. Be strong.

“No slime?” she asked.

“No slime,” Steele told her. “It will make a mess. Get into everything. No slime.”

“That’s so sad!” she wailed.

“Effie.” He couldn’t give her an inch or she’d take a mile. He had to stay firm. Set boundaries.

Even if that was difficult as hell.

“You should have a badge,” she said.

“What?”

“Like a warning sign that says you are so mean.”

Grady snorted.

“Give her to me.” Steele held out his arms.

Grady’s face tightened. “No.”

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