Page 221 of Daddies' Captive


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Darn it. She had a feeling he was being serious.

“You two talk?” Steele walked toward them, his gaze caught on something on the floor.

“Yeah, we did,” Grady said.

“You tell Effie that you want to play with her while she’s asleep?”

What?

She turned back to Grady who was glaring at Steele. “I hadn’t told her that part yet.”

“Oops.” Steele stared at them both calmly. “My bad.”

“You fucker. You did that on purpose.”

Had he? Steele’s face didn’t change expression. But yeah, she had a feeling that he’d done it deliberately.

“It was an accident.”

“You know things that you’ll go to your grave not telling anyone. It was not an accident.”

Steele didn’t say anything.

“Umm,” she said, trying to disperse the tension. “So if you’re allowed to lie, why can’t I?”

Steele shot his gaze to hers. “Different rules when you have a dick, baby.”

“No, there’s not.”

“Totally is. Also, I’m The Boss.”

“And that means you don’t have to follow the rules?” she asked.

“Yep. Also, I’m your Daddy.”

Lord, she got a thrill when he said that.

“And that means I make the rules. I don’t always follow them. Not when I have your best interests at heart. Did someone drop a mug?”

That was a strange change of topic. And she hadn’t even let herself think about the titbit of information he’d just dropped.

You tell Effie that you want to play with her while she’s asleep?

Holy. Shit.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

That made her so freaking hot.

She squirmed on the counter.

“I threw it,” Grady explained.

The mood in the kitchen, which hadn’t been all that good, grew more tense.

“You what?” Steele whispered.

Uh oh.

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