Page 4 of Daddy's Little Surprise

Marco already knew he loved her. Was it too soon? Probably. He didn’t know much about her, but he didn’t really care. From the little he had seen of her on his walks, he knew she was his.

He wasn’t going to tell her he loved her when she woke up. That would freak her out, and he didn’t want that. He was just going to show he loved her until it was right to tell her.

He just hoped he got a chance.

But if she ultimately wanted nothing to do with him, he would let her go. He wouldn’t force it on her. He knew if she said no then he’d be alone for the rest of his life. There was a feeling deep inside when he thought about her. He couldn’t explain it; he just knew she was his soul mate.

There was nobody else.

He had heard about those werewolf romance books people read where they had fated mates. This was one of those instances. He didn’t know if it could happen in real life, but he felt like this situation was exactly that.

Marco just knew she was the one. It was an instinct inside him. The little time he interacted with her brought out his Daddy instincts. He thought he would never have a Little girl of his own, but now he might.

Sure, he didn’t know if Rainey was a Little or not, but the way he had seen her interact with other people as he walked by just screamed she was. He knew if she weren’t a Little, he wouldn’t force it on her. Would he bring it up to her? Absolutely.

As Marco paced up and down the room, the door opened. When the doctor walked in, Marco knew exactly who he was.

Mike Smith.

“Marco? What are you doing here?” Mike asked.

“She’s my fiancé. She passed out in my arms. I brought her in. What’s wrong with her?”

Mike knew it was a lie, but he also knew non-family members weren’t allowed back and could not hear what was wrong.

Mike raised his eyebrow and stared at him for several seconds.

“She is my fiancé. Can you please tell me what’s wrong?”

It was driving him absolutely crazy, not knowing what was possibly wrong with her. They had hooked her up to several drips and left after they did a couple of tests. He just wanted to know so he could relax some.

“Well, we can talk about that later. I know I shouldn’t be telling you this, but you obviously care. And she needs somebody to look after her. She’s the one who opened the coffee shop recently, right?”

“Yes, about two or three months ago. Close to the bakery Charlotte works at,” Marco replied.

He was trying not to blow up and ask what was wrong with her again. He wasn’t expecting Mike to walk into her room. He was expecting some other doctor he didn’t know very well so he could get away with the fiancé lie.

Even though Mike knew he was lying, he could tell how much Marco cared for her. He was doing him a favor and Marco had no room to try and push him or get frustrated.

“She is going to be mine. No doubt about that. I just need to make it clear that down the road, she will be my fiancé,” Marco declared.

Was it too soon? Probably. They’d only had a short conversation, but nothing much. Marco was taking a risk by declaring this in front of Mike.

“Does she know this?” Mike asked.

“Not yet, but she will. Now, can you please tell me what’s wrong with her so I can make it better? I’m on the edge of my metaphorical seat. I need to know.”

“Chill. I understand you’re claiming her, but you’re in my house. I could have you removed because you’re not family. So, why don’t you sit down next to her, come hold her hand, and chill the fuck out. Unless you want to be removed.”

“Over my dead body will I leave,” Marco growled.

“Sit.”

Marco took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. Heneeded to choose his battles wisely. She was in the hospital, hooked up to several medications. If he left, nobody would be there for her.

Would she be scared? Would she panic? Would she be lonely?

Marco walked over to the seat next to her bed and took her hand. He couldn’t do that to her.

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