Page 69 of Tempted By her Daddies

Did that mean that Alexei was interested in having an age play relationship?

It was hard to know. It could just be a term of endearment.

Then he watched as the other man picked up a juice box from the floor. He sat next to Tamsyn on the couch and placed the straw by her lips.

“Drink your juice,” Alexei bossed.

“Is this what you meant by doing things with my tongue?” she asked him suspiciously.

“Oh, you wish it was. Now, be a good girl and drink your juice. Then you can have some medicine.”

She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t want it.”

Salem’s eyebrows rose in shock, and he glanced over at Roman again to see how the other man was taking all of this.

Roman appeared surprisingly thoughtful as he took them in.

“Well, you need to have it. You’re in pain and I won’t have you in pain,” Alexei said firmly.

“What is happening here?” Roman whispered to him. Thankfully, neither Alexei nor Tamsyn seemed to hear him.

“I don’t know,” he whispered back. “But I’m hoping it’s a move in the right direction.”

He also thought it might mean that they were going to have to move faster and explain to Tamsyn what they wanted. And how they really felt.

Because she had a very confused look on her face.

Alexei started picking up bottles of liquid painkiller. Didn’t they have painkillers here that he could have given her? Why liquid?

“Roman, did they tell you which painkiller was the best kind?” Alexei asked.

“Uh, no. They didn’t.”

Alexei started muttering. “You should research it. Have you got any allergies? We don’t want to give her some inferior product.”

“I’m sure they’re all fine,” Salem said.

Alexei shot him a look as Roman grabbed his phone to do the research.

Dear Lord.

No wonder Tamsyn looked like she couldn’t decide whether she wanted to strangle Alexei or herself.

“Are you happy for Tamsyn to just have whatever is fine?” Alexei snapped. “Because I’m not. Are you, Roman?”

“N-no, absolutely not. I can’t believe Salem is.”

He sighed and pinched the top of his nose.

“Now, I understand why you often wear a pinched look on your face,” Tamsyn said to him.

He what?

“What?” he asked, dropping his hand from his face as Alexei snickered.

“Because of these two. I get it.”

“Pinched look?” he asked. “I don’t have a pinched look.”

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