Page 259 of Tempted By her Daddies

“But I need some fresh air. Maybe I could go for a run with you.”

“A run?”

“Uh-huh.”

“I do not like the idea of you outside. You should stay inside all the time. I’ll have to put a tracker on you if you’re going to start going outside,” he warned.

“No trackers, Papa.”

That would be a disaster in so many ways.

“Then you can stay inside.”

She pushed the monster truck and it smashed into the blocks, making her squeal and clap her hands.

“If I was outside with you, though, Papa. I would be safe.”

Tamsyn understood why he was so protective of her. But she had to push him a bit. Because what if she had to meet with one ofhismen?Hewouldn’t take no for an answer.

Besides, she really was going stir crazy.

“Are you trying to manipulate me into getting what you want?” he asked suspiciously.

“Who? Me, Papa? I would never.” She gave him a wide grin.

He grunted. “We will go out for twenty minutes and I will dress you.”

“Okay, Papa. Anything you say. Tamsy is a GG.”

“A GG?”

“Good girl,” she told him, jumping to her feet.

“Ahh.” He pointed at the blocks. “Clean up first.”

“But I hate cleaning.”

“Strange career choice you made,” he said.

Oops.

“NM.”

“What does that mean? And you still haven’t told me what MGB means.”

She just smiled. “Needs Must and I’m taking that to my grave.”

He grunted. “Clean the blocks up or no going out.”

“You are such a strict Papa.”

But she tidied up the blocks and waited for him impatiently by the playroom door. She wasn’t supposed to leave unless she had permission.

She glanced down at her clothes. Papa had dressed her today in some stretchy pants lined with fleece that were a soft lemon color and a white top with a white hoodie.

It was okay.

But it wasn’t as good as what she would have chosen. He’d even put her hair in two pigtails and braided them. He’d told her he used to do the kids’ hair at the orphanage.

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