Page 23 of Daddy's Oath
“Okay. What about this?” he said, offering a compromise. “This bed is huge. California king, aptly named. There’s plenty ofroom for both of us. But if that would make you uncomfortable, then?—”
“No!” she blurted out quickly and much louder than she’d meant to. Blushing, and in a quieter tone, she said, “I mean, no. It wouldn’t make me uncomfortable at all. But what about you?”
He shook his head. “I’ll go change, honey. Brush my teeth. That will give you some time to get ready for bed, too. You have the clothes we got for you at Athena’s place. There’s a new toothbrush in there.” He jerked his head toward the door that led to the attached bathroom.
“Okay. Thank you,” she said again.
Unable to stop him, she threw her arms around his neck and gave him a tight hug.
Mmm. It felt wonderful.
What was even more wonderful was what happened five minutes later. After dressing in the clean pajama shorts and shirt, and with her teeth cleaned and face washed, she came back into the bedroom to hear a knock on the door.
“Come in.”
It opened to reveal Ace.
But this time, he was wearing only gray sweatshorts.
That. Was. It.
Gray. Sweatshorts.
Holy crap.
His abs were rock-hard, with plenty of jagged crevices. His chest was bulky with protruding muscles. His shoulders looked as if they were carved out of granite.
Suddenly, all the fears and stress of the day melted away. Nothing else existed in the world except that exquisite man who stood before her, his muscular frame filling the doorway.
“You sure it won’t bother you if I’m in here tonight?” he asked.
“Bother me?” she repeated absentmindedly. She wasn’t sure how much time passed next before she stood up straighter and closed her jaw. Clearing her throat, she said, “What was the question?”
He wore a knowing smirk.
Oh gosh! How embarrassing could this be?
“Are you sure you want me to sleep in here?” Ace repeated. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. You know, I realized we have another Little in the house. Jack’s sweet girl, Iris. She loves making new friends. I bet she’d be happy to sleep with you. Might even bring her dog, Benson, in here.”
As fun as that sounded—a new friend and a doggy—there was no chance Lana was going to pass up an opportunity to sleep with Ace.
Well, they weren’t going to sleep together in the sense ofsleeping together. But even just sleepingnextto him was something she couldn’t resist.
She’d regret it her whole life if she did.
Enjoy every second of it, Lana. Because this is as close as you’re ever going to get to Ace being your Daddy.
She quieted that familiar self-doubt, smiled, and said, “It’s not going to bother me at all. And thank you, Sir.”
He smiled and moved in for a hug.
That hard body pressed against her was enough to soak her panties.
She was tired and needed some sleep. But she wasn’t sure she was going to get any. Not with that god of a man next to her!
“Come on, honey. Bedtime.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said in a demure voice
