Page 20 of Daddy's Sinful Baby Girl

After he left, the nurse finished up and then followed, leaving her and Simon alone. She stared down at her fingernails.

“Baby, look at me,” Simon said and sat down beside her on the bed.

She looked up. God, he was so handsome. She would never forget him as long as she lived. She tried to hide her sadness at the thought of never seeing him again, but he caught it.

“Why so sad, Baby?” His finger glided over her cheek.

She shrugged. “I feel … I don’t know how to explain it.”

“Am I making you sad?”

She shook her head. “God, no. You’re wonderful. The most amazing person I know.”

He grinned. “That’s good to hear.” He studied her for a moment. “Do you enjoy being with me?”

She nodded. “Yes. But it doesn’t matter.”

He tilted his head to the side. “Why?”

What did she say to him? She was at a loss. “I…”

The door opened, and a man dressed as a guard walked in. “Sir, are you the owner of the black SUV in the parking lot?”

“Yes. I had someone drop it off for me. What’s the problem?”

“The alarm is going off. I can’t tell if someone tried to break in or not.”

Simon glanced at her. “I’m going to go check this out. I’ll be right back. I want you to rest while I’m gone.”

She nodded and watched him leave. She wanted to call him back so she could hug him one more time, but she knew this was her chance to leave, and she might not have another.

Casey grabbed her things from the closetandput her puppy in the bag the girls gave her. She hurriedly put on her shoes, ignoring the drops of blood, and walked to the door. She opened it and looked both ways to see the hallway empty. She turned and quickly walked down it. She wanted to find some stairs, but she had no idea where she was going.

The hallways seemed to go on and on, and she was getting desperate. When she caught the sign for the stairs, she started to rush toward it.

Chapter Eight

A gasp and then a startled scream came from her as she was falling, only to have the person catch her. She fixed her clothing and then looked up. Her heart dropped when she saw Trent.

“Oh, hi.”

He had his hands on his hips and a scowl on his face. “Where do you think you’re going, Sprite? And where’s Simon?”

She felt her face turn hot in embarrassment. “Oh, well, you see, Simon had to go take care of something.”

“And so, you took the fact that you were alone to run?”

She looked down at her feet. “I’m sorry. I just can’t stay with him.”

“You don’t like him?”

Her head snapped up. “Oh, no. I like him more than anything.”

“Then what’s the problem?” Trent asked.

“Trent, he’s done so much for me. I think he feels responsible for me, and I won’t be a leech. If I go, then he’s free to live his life.”

Trent was quiet for a moment. “What about his feelings?”

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