Page 14 of Daddies' Captive


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“You keep saying that, sweetheart. But I don’t believe it. And I don’t like people lying to me.”

“Let me guess, Mr. Steele likes it even less.”

His lips twitched. “You catch on quick.”

“Not always,” she muttered.

He gave her a curious look. This man was sharp. Way too smart for her.

A knock on the door had her stiffening and she had to swallow a gasp of pain. Grady didn’t look happy at the noise she made. He looked even less pleased as he glared over at the door.

“Who is it?”

“Oh, Thomas, it’s just me.” The door opened and there she stood. Lucy.

Awesome.

“Don’t call me Thomas,” Grady replied sharply.

Ouch. She’d probably slink away and cry if he ever used that voice on her.

“Sorry, Grady.”

“Mr. Grady,” he said.

“Mr. Grady.” This time, Lucy’s voice was harsh. It seemed like it wasn’t as easy for her to hold on to the sweet act when he wasn’t buying it.

“Right. What do you want, Lucy?”

“Everyone is waiting for you. What do you want me to do?”

“Send them home and tell them we’ll be in contact,” Mr. Grady replied.

“I think they’ll want to hear from you. Plus, the alcohol rep just turned up and wants a word. I mean, she’s not too badly injured, right?” Lucy stared down at her with mock sympathy.

Right. Like she was seriously concerned about Effie.

“I’m fine. Really. You should go talk to them,” she said to Grady.

He sighed and glared at Lucy. His face softened as he turned to Effie.

That was nice.

Really nice. What was even nicer was that Lucy saw it and her face tightened in anger. While Effie didn’t usually enjoy other people getting upset, it was hard to feel sympathy toward Lucy.

“Sure you’ll be all right, sweetheart?”

Lucy’s mouth dropped open.

Oh yeah. That stab of satisfaction Effie got at seeing Lucy’s face definitely made her a bad person.

But she didn’t care. Not one bit.

“I’m fine.”

Grady stood and nodded to her. “Stay there. Do not move.”

And he didn’t consider himself bossy?

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