Page 22 of Daddy's Little Surprise

It had been one of the best nights for him. To feel her up against him several times and to wake up with her in his arms was incredible.

“Amazing, and I woke up refreshed. I loved it. Your bed is so soft and better than I have been sleeping on.”

“I think anything would be beat sleeping on a couch.”

She chuckled and nodded. Marco pulled the covers over her lap and turned to get the food. He was about to feed her in bed. How many times had he imagined feeding his woman breakfast in bed? Too many to count, and now it was finally happening.

Marco turned around and stared at her for several seconds. She was looking down at her stomach, rubbing it ever so gently. He wanted this every morning. Even when the baby came and their schedule turned into chaos, he stillwanted to take time to cherish her and show her she was loved.

Had she been shown love her whole life, or would this be a first for her?

Marco knew it was foolish to have these strong feelings for her when he didn’t know her that well. Even if it was, he wasn’t going to stop.

Rainey looked up and gave him a smile. “Whatever that is, it smells delicious.”

A grin spread across his face as he walked over to her and sat down. “French toast and some fruit. Something light, but it will give you and your baby some nourishment.”

Her eyes looked down at the food, her gaze making its way from one thing to another when her body went rigid.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, worry bubbling up inside him.

He had forgotten to ask her if she was allergic to anything. Had he brought something she was allergic to?

“It’s nothing,” she whispered, looking up at him and giving him the fakest smile ever.

He shook his head. “Nope. That’s not going to work, Little girl. What’s wrong?”

This time, she shook her head as tears filled her eyes.

“Are you allergic to something on the tray? Do you not like chocolate milk?”

She shook her head once again, staring at the fruit on the plate.

“What’s wrong then? I can’t fix it if I don’t know what’s wrong.”

“It’s not an even number!”

CHAPTER EIGHT

RAINEY

Dane started to whine and bark at the door. She stared at the tray of food, not believing she hadjust told him it was not an even number. Why did she have to say that? Why did she have to react? Why couldn’t she just have been normal?

“Dane, hush,” Marco commanded.

But that didn’t stop Dane from whining and barking. Rainey could feel her heart beating faster as the seconds passed.

“What do you mean it’s not an even number?” Daddy asked.

Dane continued to bark as she got more nervous.

“Give me one second,” Daddy said as he placed the food down and got up from his seat.

She watched him walk to the door, slightly open it, grab Dane’s collar and lead him into the room.

“Sit. Stay,” Daddy commanded.

Dane’s eyes were trained on her, but he followed theorders.

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