Page 18 of Daddy's Little Duckling

He couldn’t wait to see how this evening and weekend would go. Emmett only hoped that Rae felt the same things that he did because it would crush him to have to let her walk away.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

RAELYN

The closer it got to the end of her shift, Rae started to feel all sorts of emotions, ranging from excitement to uneasiness, imagining what Emmett might expect from her.

She had been trying to shake the nerves all night long with no success. She knew that she shouldn’t worry because Emmett didn’t seem like the kind of man that would expect something from her.

He wasn’t anything like the boys she had talked to and dated before. She called them boys because Emmett was the definition of a gentleman, where those boys were horrible and didn’t know how to treat a woman right.

Grabbing her things from her locker, she skipped outside the employee entrance looking around for Emmett. When she saw him leaning against his truck, she couldn’t help the grin that crossed her face.

Raelyn bounced on her toes giggling before skipping towards where he was standing. She tried her hardest to contain the excitement she was feeling, but she knew that shehadn’t succeeded in her efforts because she noticed Emmett grin and slightly shake his head at her antics.

Oops, guess she wasn’t the best at keeping her emotions at bay. She hoped that that wouldn’t be a problem in the future because sometimes a girl needed to keep her thoughts and feelings to herself.

“All ready to go, Little one?”

Nodding her head, she skipped to her car and climbed in. She waited for Emmett to pull out before following close behind him. They didn’t seem to drive for very long before they turned down a long dirt road.

Parking her car beside his truck, her door opened before she even had a chance to unbuckle her seat belt. Emmett leaned over her and clicked the buckle before holding out his hand to her.

“Where’s your bag, darling?”

She turned to grab her overnight bag before handing it over to Emmett. Sliding her hand into his, she followed him inside.

Emmett led her through the house giving her a small tour of the place before stopping at a guest room to put her things down. Rae couldn’t decide if she wanted to stay in the guest room, but wasn’t going to push her luck.

She was just happy to be here. She noticed that there was one door that he didn’t open or mention. It was beside the master bedroom and she was curious to know what was in it.

Walking into the living room she noticed something furry sitting on the back of the couch that she must have overlooked when they first walked by.

“OH MY GOODNESS, YOU HAVE A KITTY!” Rae exclaimed, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

She heard Emmett chuckle before moving to introduce them.

“Raelyn, this is Lola. She's an eight month old maine coonthat I rescued about two months ago from a box in the alleyway behind my office.”

Rae had always wanted a cat growing up, but her mom was deathly allergic to them so they were never allowed to have one.

When she finally moved into her own space, the apartment that she rented had no pets allowed. That was probably for the best since Rae knew that she didn’t have the spare money to own a cat.

They were expensive and she refused to have something that she couldn’t take care of in the proper way it needed.

So she resigned herself to the fact that she would most likely never have the opportunity to own one and she was okay with that.

“Hi Lola! I’m so excited to meet you!” Rae said as she slowly settled on the couch beside her.

Lola raised her head to look at Rae. She studied her for a second before stretching and moving towards Rae for some cuddles.

Petting the pretty furball, Rae couldn’t help but know that they were going to become the best of friends. She turned to look at Emmett and loved the look of contentment she saw in his eyes. She knew that he was thinking the same thing as her.

“Before we move any farther, there is a serious conversation we need to have, Little girl. I won’t push you to talk about things you’re not ready to talk about, but we do need to talk.”

“I understand. I want to talk about it all, but I will admit that I am kind of nervous about everything.”

“There’s nothing that you need to be worried about, babygirl. I promise that I won’t force you to talk or explain anything to me that you don’t feel comfortable doing.”

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