Page 180 of Tempted By her Daddies

There were just two issues.

One was her stomach.

The other was the fact that Roman looked somewhat uncomfortable. He kept staring at the end of the bed. Was he remembering . . .

“Do you regret it?” she blurted out.

His eyes widened. “Regret what?”

“Letting me touch you? I know you don’t like people touching you normally and I was probably shit at it.”

He surprised her by putting his hand over her mouth. “You were not shit at it. You were amazing.” He drew his hand back.

“I was?”

“Yes. And the truth is, I liked it. A lot. I’m just . . . did you like it?”

“Oh yeah. I liked it. A lot.”

His shoulders slumped with relief. Oh, he’d needed some reassurance?

Silly her.

“I’d like to do it again,” she told him, then groaned. “But not right now.”

“What do you think is wrong?”

“I think I ate too much.” She rubbed her belly.

Roman frowned. “That’s no good. Too much dessert?”

“There’s no such thing. Wash your mouth out. But I don’t know. Maybe I had too much soup. I’ve never had this before.”

“Where is the pain? Lift your shirt up,” he commanded as he grabbed his phone. “Show me where.”

She rubbed her hand over her upper belly.

“Hmm. That could be indigestion. Wait here.”

He disappeared out the door before she could say anything.

Tamsyn knew that she’d eaten too much. This was really uncomfortable.

Roman returned a few minutes later with a heating pad, and some antacids, and the sippy cup that Salem had bought her earlier that day. The sippy cup was filled with water.

“Right. Here’s the antacid. You chew it.” He sat on the bed, facing her.

She sat up and leaned against the headboard before trying to take the antacid from him. But he drew his hand back and she stared at him in confusion.

“Open,” he commanded. Then he shook his head. “Sorry, didn’t mean to sound so demanding. But I need to help you with this, so please open.”

She opened her mouth, and he placed the antacid on her tongue.

“Thank you,” he murmured.

Maybe because he’d been feeding her earlier he didn’t think she could use her hands.

“Ew, this tastes gross. Like chalk.” And she wanted to spit it out. Right now! She needed to go to the bathroom, but he grabbed hold of her, placing her back on the bed.

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