Page 112 of Daddy's Little Surprise

They sat there for several seconds, enjoying being in each other’s arms. She always felt secure, loved, and safe in Daddy’s arms. From day one, when she didn’t know him, to now, when she loved him.

She couldn’t wait to feel like this always and for their child to feel like this.

“Do you still think it’s going to be a boy?” she asked.

“Yes, I do. I really do. Do you want to find out when we go to the appointment next week?”

“Not really. Is that okay?”

Rainey had always wanted it to be a surprise. She had several names picked out for both genders and while Daddy had been massaging her feet, he asked about them. Thankfully, he liked all of them.

“If that’s what you want, then that’s what we’ll do. While I want to know, I’m also super excited to wait and find out when the baby is born.”

“Because we can find out if you want to. Or you can findout, and I can be in the dark. You’ll just have to continue to say boy if it’s a girl, so I don’t figure it out.” She giggled.

“Not happening. If you don’t want to find out, I won’t find out either. It’s as simple as that.”

“If you’re sure, I would like to wait and be surprised.”

“Then we’ll let the technician and the doctor know.”

She nuzzled her head into his chest. “Thank you.”

Daddy held her closer. “Ready to go home?”

Nodding, she pulled away and smiled. Daddy stood up and helped her, grabbing her bag. They headed out of her office.

“I’ll be back tomorrow, Grace!” Rainey called out.

“Have a good rest of your day!”

“Flemming and Grace. I still need to know your days off next month so I can create the schedule. Let me know by the weekend.”

“Will do!” both of them replied.

Rainey looked at Daddy, giving him a smile. “I’m ready now.”

Her phone went off, and she stopped walking. She had learned one thing recently: She couldn’t walk and look at her phone whilepregnant. She felt so off-kilter and almost tripped several times.

Deccan.

He had sent two messages. Opening it, the first thing she saw was his text.

Deccan

It has been taken care of.

She scrolled up, screaming as she saw a photo of Pete’sdead body in a chair, a bullet to his forehead. Dropping her phone, she stepped back into Daddy, staring at her phone on the ground. She could still see Pete in the chair, his head pushed back and his lifeless eyes looking straight at the camera.

“Shit, Rainey. What’s wrong?” Daddy asked.

She pointed at her phone, unable to say anything. Why had Deccan sent that?

“Fuck.” Daddy looked at her phone. “You’re okay. Everything is going to be okay. Let’s get you home.”

“Why?” she sobbed.

“I don’t know, Little girl, but I will figure it out.”

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