Page 261 of Daddies' Captive


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Millie.

But why was she here?

“Hi, I’m Millie and you’re Effie. And I’m . . . I’m . . .”

What was she doing? Was she trying to drag something in here?

“Come on, Mr. Fluffy. I am not carrying you. You weigh over a hundred pounds and the vet said that you’ve got to get more exercise. You can manage some stairs and then a few steps more.”

Effie sat up, her mouth falling open in shock as Millie practically dragged an enormous dog into her bedroom. It looked like it was big enough to eat her . . . except it appeared that would be too much energy to expend.

The dog stumbled in, then flopped on the floor, letting out an exhausted sigh.

Millie put her hands on her hips and blew a breath out. “Seriously? That’s as far as you’ll go? Come and say hi to Effie.”

The dog let out one deep woof, and then promptly went to sleep.

She’d never seen anything so ridiculous. And funny.

She grinned.

“Sorry about Mr. Fluffy. He tires easily. I asked the vet if there was something wrong with him, but the vet just diagnosed him as lazy. And because he’s lazy, he’s getting f-a-t.”

“Fat?”

A grumble came from Mr. Fluffy.

“Shh.” Millie waved her hands around in the air. “He doesn’t like that word. That’s why I spelled it out.”

“He knows the word fat?” she asked incredulously.

Another grumble from Mr. Fluffy.

All right. It seemed he did know that word.

“He’s really a very sensitive doggie, aren’t you, Mr. Fluffy? Who’s Mama’s baby?”

Okay, it seemed that Millie was as nutty as her dog. And Effie thought that was hilarious. For the first time in days, some light was coming back into her world.

“Now, I’m Millie. Oh, drat. I already said that.”

“It’s okay. I’m Effie.”

Millie beamed at her. “I know. You’re Damon and Grady’s. Which is freaking awesome! Spike now owes me fifty bucks, which I’m going to spend at that new Little store in town. They have the best dinosaur stuff.”

It surprised Effie that she was so open about being a Little. Then again, maybe it shouldn’t. Millie seemed very secure in who she was.

And why wouldn’t she be when she was absolutely rocking it?

She wore a blue dress with a tiny print of T-Rex’s in tutus dancing on it. It was cinched in at her waist, then flared out. And she had on a white cardigan and shiny shoes.

She was curvy and gorgeous.

“I told him that Steele and Grady would find someone to share. He said it would never happen.”

That’s what they’d bet on?

Millie perched on the armchair next to the bed, placing her enormous patchwork handbag down.

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