She hopped up and down. “Need pee-pee.”
“Of course, you do.” I opened a stall door and helped her on the toilet. She promptly fell off. Crap. I plopped her back on the seat and this time kept a firm grip on her. “Go pee-pee.”
Ella was suddenly fascinated by the toilet paper and started unrolling it.
“No! Stop that.”
Tears welled up in her eyes. “Wanna go home.”
“First we have to find your daddy.”
“A large number of bikers just pulled up,”Xenia advised.
“Do they have screaming skulls on their jackets?”
“They do.”
“I’ll be right out.”I handed Ella a wad of toilet paper. “Wipe. Your daddy’s here.”
“Daddy!” She bolted off the toilet.
I managed to grab her. “Wait! You have to wash your hands.”
“Daddy!” Ella shrieked. “I want my daddy.”
“A big dude with a shaved head and tattoos is heading your way,”Xenia warned.“Want me to take him out?”
“No. I’ll deal with him.”I tussled with Ella, managed to pull her panties up and stick her hands under the faucet.
“I want my daddy.”
The door banged open and Dixon charged in.
“Whoa! Ella’s fine, but you need to watch her better. She almost got run over by a semi-truck.”
The anger drained from Dixon’s hard face.
Ella held out her arms. “Daddy.”
Dixon scooped her up. “You ok?”
“I got losted. Xenia gave me a ride and chocolate.”
His cold gaze fixed on me. “The silver-haired elf out front is Xenia?”
“She is.”
“They come to party?”
“Sure Princess.” Dixon kissed Ella’s head.
“Thanks for the invite, but we really need to get back to the base,” I said.
Dixon eyed my ownership band. “You didn’t have my permission to get hitched.”
“I’m an adult. I don’t need your permission and it’s a done deal.”
“I put my mark on you before the Coletti did.”