Page 56 of Their Perfect Daddy

“Yeah, we know him. That’s Monty’s boyfriend.”

The room goes quiet.

I sigh and shake my head. “Nice of you to out us, Aries.”

“Sorry! I didn’t think it was a big deal.”

“Boyfriend?” The young man asks again. “I’m his brother. How did I not know he was dating someone?”

“Likely because he didn’t want you to know yet,” I say as calmly and politely as possible. “Now then, if we’ll get back to the real reason you’re here, I’d like to go over what comes next.”

Monty’s brother nods all while he continues to give me suspicious looks. It’s like he doesn’t want to trust me despite my obvious expertise.

“He’s going to be in recovery, then he’ll have a room where everyone can come visit. We don’t want to overwhelm him, therefore, we can only allow two people at a time. Who’s going to be with me first? You?” I point to his brother.

He nods. “Yeah. I have to be. Our parents are on their way now. They saw it all on tv and lost it. I need to warn him about their overbearing ways.”

I smile at his words, nodding as I wave to everyone else. “Y’all can sit here and wait or come to the private waiting area upstairs. We should be able to fit all of you in there.”

Since I know what floor they’ll likely put him on, I have no qualms about coordinating this group to a better situation. There aren’t too many people here paying them any mind. I suspect that could change the longer the night wears on. No reason for them to get their photos taken or be approached by fans.

There’s a time and place where that’s fine. This isn’t it.

Everyone is worried about Monty, me included. We need to have the space to let our emotions out without trying to keep a good look for the cameras.

At the elevators, we have to split into three trips since there are so many of us. I wind up in a car with Bellamy, Finn, Micah, and the man I learn is his boy, Jett.

“Nice to meet you all. I’m sorry it’s under these circumstances,” I tell them.

“We understand. It’s not ideal but at least now we have.” Micah seems to have a level head. He’s obviously the complete opposite of my brat, which makes me wonder more about how they interact. Guess I’ll get to see when he wakes up.

Thinking about my brat reminds me I haven’t called Danny yet to tell him what’s going on. Given the time difference, he’s likely still awake even at this late hour.

The second we step off the elevator, I let them know I need to make a call. “Can you wait here for the others for a moment? I need to call… someone.”

If Monty hadn’t told them about me, I doubt he said anything about Danny either. I don’t want to have to explain anything to the group. Bellamy gives me a look that tells me he knows anyway.

Ignoring the big guy, I take a few steps out of listening distance to call my princess. It rings twice before a winded Danny answers.

“Daddy?” he wails.

“Hey, Princess. Are you ok? What’s wrong?”

“You don’t know! Oh, no! How am I supposed to tell you?” He takes a deep breath, and I realize what he’s going to say before he says it. “It’s Monty, Daddy. He’s… he’s hurt real bad.”

“I know,” I reply softly.

“You do? You saw it?”

Wincing, I shake my head, then realize he can’t see me. “No, Princess, I didn’t. But I was on call at the hospital they brought him to.”

Danny gasps.

“It’s ok now. I operated on him, and I believe he’s got a full recovery ahead of him. It’s going to be fine. I’ll help him through it all until you can make it back.”

“I’m already on my way back, Daddy. I’m at the airport now about to board my flight. I told the client what happened, and she said I should leave. We can video call for the next week or so until I need to come back for final touches.”

Sighing, I rub a hand against my chest. I’ll get to have both of my boys with me for the first time in far too long. While I hate the reason for it, I’m not mad either. Because Monty’s healing is going to require all the support he can get.

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