Page 10 of Daddy, Sir

“Not bad.”

“That’s the second time you’ve lied to me today. One more and I will spank your bottom.”

Her jaw dropped open. “You’re not supposed to say that.”

“To an employee, no. To a Little girl, absolutely.”

“I thought you’d decided I wasn’t right for you?” Tatiana blurted, the pain making her forget what she should and shouldn’t say.

“Never. I wanted to give you time to settle in before I turned your world upside down.”

“Like over your lap?” Tatiana slapped her hand over her mouth, appalled she’d asked that question, and jarred herself in the process.

Her moan made Captain Murphy turn to look at her. “Exactly. Now, stop moving around back there. We’re almost there.”

“Where are we going?”

“I have a buddy that owes me a favor. Let me give him a heads-up.”

Captain Murphy selected a contact on his phone and connected the call. He switched it to the Bluetooth speaker.

After two rings, a man answered, “Jack, you bastard. You missed our last poker game.”

“Hey, Brent. I have a favor to ask. Will you check out a young woman’s ankle for me?”

“Sure. Come on in. I’ll tell my receptionist to have her brought right back. Someone special?”

“Yes. She doesn’t have insurance yet. Can I just give you money directly instead of wasting an hour at the poker table?” Captain Murphy asked.

“No charge for someone special. See you soon.”

“Thanks, Brent. I owe you one.”

“Damn right, you do. And congratulations.”

Tatiana watched her boss’s reflection in the rearview mirror smile slightly and knew the two men had known each other well for a long time. “One of your service buddies?”

“Yes. But more than that. We were on a special ops team for a few years. I don’t know who saved whose ass more. I trust him with my life. Brent will take good care of you.”

Wrapping her arms around herself, Tatiana tried to relax against the seat. She didn’t know how she’d lucked out to end up here—in this job, working for this man. But she knew she’d hit the equivalent of the lottery.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“I’ve got you. We’ll talk when you’re feeling better, but I plan on making you my Little girl.”

She didn’t know how to answer that. Tatiana crossed her fingers hoping her lucky streak would continue.

Chapter Six

“You don’t have to stay,” Tatiana protested.

“Tati. You’re in pain. You just took high-powered pain meds. How are you going to get cleaned up and in bed by yourself?”

“But…” She hesitated, feeling overwhelmed. “I’ll just go to bed like this.”

“You will not.”

Tears rolled down her cheeks. She’d kept them at bay for so long. Now, sitting on the floor with the huge cast on her lower leg, Tatiana couldn’t imagine how she was going to get herself to the bathroom much less down three flights of stairs for work tomorrow.

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