Page 33 of My Fantasy Daddies

Snuggling me from behind, he kissed my shoulder.“Do you need to let your parents know you’re okay?”

I lifted my wrist with the smartwatch on it.“They know I’m alive.”

His eyes narrowed at my answer.“You should call them, Esme.Let them know where you are.The headmaster will alert them you weren’t in attendance today.Don’t cause your parents to stress over your safety.”

Turning over to face him, I cuddled close.“Astro and Otto get the alerts from school, not Papa orMaman.My parents aren’t exactly active guardians.”

His handsome face clouded.If I didn’t already know I was safe with him, I might have felt a moment of unease at the ripple of rage that I saw pass through him.“They neglect you.”

“They have always ensured my sister and I are well cared for.We had the best nannies growing up.And then our guards, once we were more self-sufficient.Although I question Eloise’s ability to make smart choices.”Just speaking my sister’s name made me feel irrationally violent.The last time I saw her, she’d pushed me further than she ever had before.I hadn’t trusted her before, but now, I was sure she was unhinged.If I never saw her again, it would be too soon.

Shaking thoughts of her away, I smiled up at the delicious man holding me.“Regardless, I’m eighteen, Parker.That’s a legal adult.Getting parental approval to sleep over at my boyfriends’ house isn’t a requirement.”

“This is your house too, little one.”He stressed that fact, not for the first time, making me melt a little more.“And I wasn’t telling you to get approval, simply to let your parents know you were safe.”

“The people who matter know where I am and that I’m safe, Daddy.If they didn’t think I was, I wouldn’t be here.”

“I think the guys and I need to have a conversation with your father,” he grumbled half under his breath.

“Not anytime soon.Papa is abroad for the next few weeks.Otto told me he andMamanleft yesterday.I didn’t ask where, and I’m not interested in the logistics or the time frame.They will be back in time for my graduation, though, so you can meet them then if you want.”

“We want,” he confirmed, his jaw popping.

“So you can punch him in the nose?”I teased, but when he didn’t answer, I lost my smile.“He’s a good father, just not a very involved one.Papa did his best.It’s just, he andMamanaren’t equipped to be full-time parents.They aren’t wired like normal people.They’re…not selfish…but… Okay, yeah, fine.They are kind of selfish.All they see the majority of the time is each other, and their children are afterthoughts.But they do love us, Parker.And I love them very much.”

After a tense moment, he blew out a long breath.“No one will punch your dad.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Giving him a quick kiss, I sat up.“I need a shower and food.Could we go out for dinner?”

“We have open reservations at a few different places.Decide what you would like, and I’ll make a call, sweetheart.”

My head was under the spray rinsing the shampoo from my hair when I heard Parker open the stall door.“Esme, love, something came up at work with a client.Tell me no, and I will pass this off to my CFO.”

I wiped the water from my eyes, blinking up at him through the steam.His face was set in serious lines.It was easy to tell he was torn.Obviously, whatever was going on was very important.Pushing up onto my tiptoes, I gave him a quick kiss.“It’s fine, Daddy.I understand.”

Cupping the back of my head, he deepened the kiss for a moment.“I love you, little one.Take your time.Malcolm is getting ready now.”

Some of the disappointment I felt faded at the mention of Mal.It wasn’t that I forgot about him or Benson when I was with Parker, or that I forgot about Parker when I was with Malcolm.I wanted to live in the moment with the man I was with rather than focus on who I wasn’t with at the time.“I hope whatever is going on with your client doesn’t take too long.Maybe you can join us later.”

“As soon as I’m done, baby,” he promised, dropping one more lingering kiss on my lips.“Love you.”

“I love you too, Parker.”

An hour later, I walked out of the bathroom with my hair blown out and makeup done, dressed in a pretty pink corset bralette and a matching skirt that hit midthigh with a flare.Given that Parker had had my stylist meet us before the event the night before, I wasn’t surprised to find an entire closet stocked with not only clothes in my sizes, but my favorite makeup and hair care products in the bathroom.

There were enough shoes to keep any woman happy for at least a month, and so much jewelry, I didn’t know if I’d ever wear it all.But I’d definitely try my best.My daddies were already spoiling me and making sure I felt at home in their house.

Securing the bracelet around my wrist beside my smartwatch, I picked up my phone and practically skipped out of the bedroom.As I opened the door, Malcolm met me, his brown eyes eating me up like I was his first meal in a week.

“Jesus Christ.”

Grinning, I turned in a circle to give him the full effect.“You like, Daddy?”

“Daddy loves, baby girl.”Taking my hand, he guided me toward the stairs.“That skirt is going to get someone killed tonight.But we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”

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