Page 5 of Lost and Found

“That’s my question for you.” I busy myself by repositioning her foot on the pillows. “Why are you trying to stand?”

She rolls her eyes but can’t hide the smile tugging at her lips. “I just wanted to test it, see if I can handle walking.”

I replace the ice pack on her ankle, and she lets out a long sigh of relief.

“It’s getting late. I should get back to my cabin soon.”

I scoff. “Absolutely not.”

“Y-y-you… you’re kidnapping me! I knew it!”

My stomach twists, and the blood drains from my face. “What? No! Of course not! That’s not what I’m saying!” I can feel my panic rising to the surface until a mischievous grin spreads across her face.

“I know. I was just messing with you.”

I narrow my gaze at her while my palm itches to spank her juicy ass.

“You might be bigger than I am, but I’m a lot tougher than people think. If you did decide to kidnap me, I’d find a way to kick your ass.”

I smirk as I take a seat beside her. “I wouldn’t abduct you unless you wanted me to.” I shoot her a wink, and she raises a single eyebrow. “Just stay with me tonight, okay? You need to rest your ankle, and you won’t be able to do that if you’re alone.”

“Fine,” she huffs, then presses on the couch cushions beside her and shrugs. “Seems comfortable enough. I’ll take it.”

“You’re not sleeping on the couch, Molly. I’ll stay out here, and you’ll sleep in my bed.”

“That’s ridiculous?—”

“You might be tough, sweetheart, but there’s no point in fighting me on this,” I warn. I can tell that she wants to argue, so I scoop her up again, drawing a squeak from her lips as her arms go around my neck.

“Are you just going to haul me around wherever you want all evening?”

“Yep. I kinda like it.” I carry her to my bedroom, glad that I changed the sheets this morning.

“You’re too tall for that couch, Wyatt.” Her words express guilt, but her body relaxes onto the pillowy mattress.

“I’ll be fine. Don’t worry your pretty little head about me.” I dig through my dresser and pull out a simple white t-shirt for her to sleep in.

She takes it from my hand and I resist the urge to bend down and press a kiss to her sweet lips.

“The bathroom’s over there. I’ll set out a spare toothbrush for you. Need some help getting ready for bed?” I’m doing everything I can to be a gentleman, but the thought of her wearing my clothes and sleeping in my bed is making my cock ache.

At the mention of me assisting her, that pretty blush returns. “Um… if you can help me to the bathroom, I can manage everything else.”

I give her a curt nod, praying she doesn’t see how hard my dick is in my jeans.

After Molly’s ready for bed, I set her clothes on the corner of my dresser to be tossed into the washer while she rests. I tuck her beneath the cool sheets and place a bottle of water on the nightstand.

“I’ll leave the door open in case you need me. Do not get up by yourself, Molly. I mean it.” I point a finger in her direction, but she just giggles.

“I won’t… Daddy.” She may be teasing, but she has no idea what that word does to my cock. It’s a dangerous game she’s playing.

“Get some rest. I’ll be right down the hall.” I leave the room, awkwardly walking with a steel pipe between my legs. It’s going to be a restless night—knowing I have a goddess almost naked and sleeping all alone in my bed—and there ain’t a damn thing I can do about it.

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MOLLY

Of course, I have to pee in the middle of the night. Thanks, stupid bladder.

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