Page 2 of Daddy's Sinful Baby Girl

“Oh, I’mmm.” Her eyes closed.

“Casey,” Simon barked. “Come on. I need to be able to ask questions.”

“I’ll try.”

“Good girl.”

“You’ll stay with me?” she asked.

“Of course. We’re friends now, aren’t we?”

She tried to smile. “Once you get to know me, you won’t like me.”

“I can’t imagine that. Why do you say that?”

“Because I’m abnormal.”

“Who told you that bullshit?”

She giggled, or at least tried to. “You cursed.”

“I did.” He chuckled.

“It was hard to have friends, and my family doesn’t understand me.”

“Then they’re assholes,” Simon said.

“You did it again,” she whispered.

She didn’t know how much longer she could stay awake. She wanted to be strong for Simon, but black dots started to appear in her eyesight.

Simon lightly shook her. “Oh no, you don’t. You said you’d stay awake.

She hummed.

“I don’t want you to be scared. There are some men here that have to open your door with a loud tool.”

“Why?”

“Your car door is buckled. We won’t be able to open it without the tool.”

Her body jerked when the tool started pulling her door open. The sound of metal crushing was not a sound she ever wanted to hear again. The car jerked, and then she felt cool air on her legs.

“Miss, I’m a paramedic. I’m here to help you.”

“I don’t know if you can. I don’t want anyone else hurt.”

The man chuckled. “She’s a sweet one.”

“That’s what I said,” Simon said. “Tell me what to do.”

“Stay out of the way…”

“No! Simon can’t go,” she cried.

“Baby, I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Stay close. She needs to stay calm,” one guy said.

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