Page 31 of Guardian Daddy

She raised her eyebrows. “Insult you? I’ve never understood why men are so threatened by the size of their penis. It’s not like you can help having a small penis. It’s just a part of you, like having tiny nipples or a hairy back.”

“I do not have a small penis,” he grumbled at her with a glower. He crossed his arms over his chest.

Oh dear.

There was no mistaking that he was now annoyed with her.

It seemed he was sensitive about this topic.

“No?” she asked.

“No,” he said in a very firm voice.

“How would you know? Have you measured it?”

His lips twitched. Goodness, he had some extreme mood swings.

“Baby, every teenage boy measures their dick.”

Baby?

Why was he referring to her as an infant?

It’s a term of endearment.

He . . . he found her endearing?

Huh, she’d never thought of herself as endearing. Or that ‘baby’ might be something she enjoyed being called.

Until right then.

Because her body had grown warm and soft. A throb of arousal engulfed her pussy.

Get yourself under control, Cate.

She generally had excellent control. But this man seemed to be very good at eroding it.

She decided not to address the ‘baby’ thing in case he called lots of women ‘baby.’ Maybe he’d done it without thought. In either case, she thought she would rather not know. So she wouldn’t mention it.

“Well, I’m pleased for you, I guess,” she told him. “Since it seems so important to you. What about your nipples?”

“They’re normal-sized and before you ask . . . I don’t have hair on my back.”

That he knew of.

But could he really see all of his back to check? Perhaps she should offer . . . nope.

Don’t be an idiot, Cate. A man like this doesn’t go long without someone in his bed. They’d likely tell him if his back was hairy.

“I have to get to work,” she said abruptly.

This was stupid. She shouldn’t be standing here talking to him about his tiny dick, small nipples, and hairy back. She had work to do.

Although not as much as she would like since she’d spent most of her free time working this week in an effort to avoid Seth and Ethan.

Well, once she finished work, she could always hide in her closet and read.

“Not so fast.” Ethan stepped in front of her, and stiffening, she gave him a wary look. What was he doing?

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