Page 13 of Daddy's Naughty List

Walt hid a smirk, and his satisfaction. It was about time someone other than him recognized Susan’s gifts.

“He kept Susan from me,” Kendra replied. “All this time, he’s been hiding my assistant in the kitchen.”

“Well…” Olivia glanced both ways as if to make sure no one heard her. “That’s not entirely his fault, considering neither of us knew she wanted something different.”

“Spoilsport.” Kendra glanced at her watch and frowned at Walt. “Shouldn’t you be at the Caroline by now?”

“I’m waiting for my elf’s slavedriver boss to let her go.”

“Then you need to take her phone away and make her think of something else,” Kendra countered. “She’s already got the whole thing planned and budgeted but keeps adding to it.”

“Good for her. I?—”

The door to Kendra’s office opened, revealing Susan. “Kendra… Oh, Walt, I was just going to look for you. We’re going to be late to the Caroline if we don’t hurry. Kendra, I got us a fifty percent discount on the sleigh rides, and they include supper. I have six confirmed volunteers, and Dr. Lopez and Mr. Paxton are donating snow pants, hats, and gloves to make up for what the Caroline doesn’t have. Dr. Knox will cover the sleigh rides as long as she gets one too. We could add more activities, but I think I’ve filled the day already.”

“Wow. I—” Kendra shook her head. “How the fuck did you do that?”

“You said I should tell people what I want to do for the kids when I asked for donations, so I did. We’re way under budget, so I asked Jake to do a fancy buffet breakfast at the Caroline before we go to the park. I also added the sleigh rides to the itinerary and texted the bus company with the change. Oh, I’ll be off this weekend, but text me if anything you can’t handle comes up.”

“Um… okay?”

“Thank you, Ma’am.” Susan buttoned her coat and turned to Walt. “Ready?”

“Boots on the ground, baby,” Kendra whispered. “Love her. So, so much.”

Kendra isn’t the only one.

Susan was just that fucking loveable. Keeping his thoughts to himself, he offered her his arm. “Shall we?”

“Yes, Walt… I mean, Sir. I’m ready.”

And… Cue the fist-pump.

He loved hearing his name in her soft, husky voice, but couldn’t wait to hear her call him Daddy.

“Oh, shoot.” He scowled as they walked to the front entrance.

“Is something wrong?”

“Not really. I just forgot to move my truck from the handicap spot. It’s rude to park in one if you don’t need it.”

Actually, maybe forgetting to move his truck wasn’t such a bad thing. It was the perfect opportunity for her to see that everyone made mistakes.

“Well, the club is closed, and there are several accessible spots, so we probably don’t have to worry.” Susan smiled as she reached for the passenger side door handle. “Besides, we’ll get to the Caroline that much quicker.”

“Actually… Come here, please.” Smirking, he escorted her to the driver’s side and opened the door. “It’s time for driving practice.”

“Oh, Sir!” She paled and took a step backward. “I c?—”

“Ah, ah.” Walt tapped her nose. “What did I tell you about that word?”

“But… It’s so big!”

He grasped her around the waist and lifted her into the truck. “You have your permit, and I’m a licensed driver. It’s completely legal, and we’re only going ten miles or so on a quiet road.”

Swallowing hard, she nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Now, put your hand down by your left hip.” When she obeyed, he moved her fingers to the seat control. “Use this button to move your seat forward enough to reach the pedals, then adjust your mirrors like Carrie taught you.”

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