Page 118 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

Eventually, her tears dried, and he grabbed a few tissues to clean her up.

Taking hold of her chin, he tilted her face back and kissed her lightly.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she told him after he pulled back.

“I just want you to remember what you mean to me. And that anything I can do for you, no matter how small or big, is a privilege.”

“You’re so amazing. How did I get so lucky?” She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tight.

“Funny, I was just thinking the same thing earlier.”

“Really, Daddy?” She drew back to look up into his face. “You think you’re lucky to have me?”

“I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

She gave him a shy smile.

Then he stood and settled her on her feet, holding on to her hips.

“Now, you need to spend some time in the corner to reflect.”

She groaned. “If I ever win the lottery, I’m going to build a house.”

“Are you?”

“Yep, and it’s not going to have any corners, so I won’t have to ever spend time in the corner again.”

Duke just laughed.

4

Two weeks until the wedding . . .

Sunny raced for her phone,frowning when she saw it was an unknown number. “Hello?”

It was Saturday afternoon. Duke had gone to work today to finish off a couple of big tattoos for clients, but she was home with Hatter, taking care of some wedding stuff. Although, since she’d delegated a few of her jobs, she was feeling a lot less stressed and rushed.

Probably should have done that right from the start.

“Sunshine?”

She froze as she heard the familiar voice. “Mom?”

“Sunshine, I told you a long time ago not to call me that,” the other woman chided. “I don’t like to be labelled.”

“Sorry,” Sunny muttered. Never mind that she’d asked her mother countless times to call her Sunny, not Sunshine. “Are you calling to RSVP for the wedding?”

Kind of late to RSVP. But then that was her mother. She probably didn’t even know what day it was.

Be nice, Sunny.

And they were having the wedding and the reception in the backyard, so it wasn’t like they couldn’t add two more guests. Sure, it might take a bit of shuffling and she’d have to speak to the caterers, but she should do it for her parents.

Even if she wasn’t allowed to call them Mom and Dad.

They might have been absent parents who showed little interest in her life, but at least they were calling about her wedding, right?

“What wedding?” her mom asked.

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