Page 50 of Daddy's Little Surprise

Daddy continued to hold her close, rubbing her back every now and then.

“Baxter is going to take my statement. Once he’s done, I’m going to take you home and take care of you.”

“No.”

“Yes. I need to take care of you after I’ve talked to Baxter.”

“You need to get looked over.”

“It’s just a small laceration and a bruise, nothing to worry about. Ice and rest will help.”

She pulled back and shook her head. “I can’t lose you,” she whispered, her voice so small.

Daddy pulled away slightly and cupped her face with his hands. “You aren’t going to lose me.”

“Please.”

She just needed somebody to look him over so they could calm whatever was inside her.

“I’ve called Michael. He said he would be over in a minute,” the sheriff said.

“Thank you, Baxter. I really appreciate it.”

Rainey was still clinging onto Daddy, not wanting to let him go. If she did let him go, there was a chance something else could happen. What if one of the guys ran toward him and hit him again?

She peeked her head around to see what happened to the two guys. They were sitting, handcuffed to one of the chairs.

“You’re okay.” Daddy patted her back.

She looked at him and then back at his bruised and cut face.

“It’s just a tiny scratch. Nothing else. Daddy is okay, and Daddy is going to stay that way. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Can I ask a couple questions?” Baxter asked. “Get it over with so you can get checked over by Michael. Then you can go home and take care of her.”

She tightened her grip on Daddy, not wanting him to go anywhere. Were they going to have to take Daddy to a different room and leave her out here?

“Can I do it with her on my lap?”

“Is she yours, your Little girl?”

“Yes. If you need to do it without her, I will have to reschedule it for a different time. Right now, she doesn’t needme to leave.”

Rainey looked over at Baxter and he was already looking at both of them. There was a longing in his eyes. Did he want a Little girl of his own?

“Congratulations. She can stay. Don’t get used to it, though.”

“We won’t. She didn’t see much. Grace saw what happened, I was just the one who helped pull them apart. Something about a spilled coffee. Both of them were clearly drunk. They were yelling at each other and scaring the patrons.”

“How did you get hit?”

Rainey wanted to know that as well. She didn’t think he purposefully wanted to get hurt, but how else did he manage to?

“I grabbed one of the guys’ arms and wasn’t able to grab the other one when he hit me in the face.”

“Do you want to press charges?”

Her eyes went wide, and she stared at Daddy, body tense. Was he going to press charges? Part of her wanted him to press charges, but the other part didn’t, so everything would just go away. She didn’t want to think about this situation anymore.

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