Page 19 of Daddy's Little Fighter
“Come on.” Dominic held his hand out.
Taking his hand, Dominic led her out of the kitchen and back toward the stairs. It took them forever to get into Daddy’s office. By the time she sat down, exhaustion had already weighed down on her, begging her never to get back up.
“We’re just going to sit here until your Daddy comes into the office,” Dominic gently said, still holding the cookie in his hand.
Frankie didn’t want to see a cookie ever again. It always seemed to be a chocolate chip cookie that was getting her into situations she didn’t want to be part of.
“Where is she?” Daddy yelled as he entered the office.
CHAPTER 8
FRANKIE
Tears ran down Frankie’s face as Daddy held her close to him, rocking back and forth as they sat on the couch.
“What happened?” Daddy asked.
Frankie gripped onto his shirt more, not wanting to speak or let go of him. Dominic, Michael, and Trent were in the room with them. So many people who could watch her shake and make fun of her. The blanket was still tightly wrapped around her so her face was the only thing people could see. But with how tightly Daddy was holding her, no doubt anyone in the room could see how much she was shaking.
It probably wasn’t from her Essential Tremors but the adrenaline rush or drop from it. Everything was getting to become too much for her.
“Shhh, I’ve got you,” Daddy whispered in her ear. “Daddy is just talking to Trent and Dominic.”
“From the beginning?” Trent asked.
“Yes, from the beginning.” Daddy sighed. “I want to know every detail.”
“I knew you were here with Frankie, and I knew she loved chocolate chip cookies,” Dominic started. “So I got Trent to make some. I had a feeling that Frankie might be looking outof your one-way window so I decided to pull Trent into this. I originally was going to grab a cookie and bring it to her, but I wanted to see if she would come out of the office.”
He... he had done that?
Frankie slightly pulled away from Daddy’s chest to look at Dominic.
“I’m sorry, Frankie. I didn’t think you were going to choke. I just wanted to push you a little to see if you would be willing to come out of the office at the club.” Dominic gently spoke to her before turning back to her Daddy.
“Choked?” Daddy tightened his arms around her.
“I’ll get to that in a minute,” Dominic mumbled. “Michael said she was fine and just needed some sugar, water, and rest until she felt better.”
“I was here when he told her that,” Daddy growled.
Frankie placed her hand on his chest, rubbing gently to try and calm him down. Daddy sighed and kissed the top of her head.
“Go on,” Daddy urged him.
“We both grabbed a cookie and stepped out of the kitchen and in her line of sight. I didn’t think she would actually leave the office to get some but we made sure no one would be out in the hallway in case she decided to,” Dominic explained.
That was why she had seen no one. Her shoulders slumped a little bit. If only she had known that in the beginning, she wouldn’t have been so nervous and uptight about it all.
“I thought she knew I would come in and talk to her, but she didn’t hear me and I scared her. I didn’t mean to,” Dominic quickly added. “That’s when she choked on the cookie I used the Heimlich maneuver to get it out. Then Trent came in and scared her even more.”
Silence filled the office after Dominic finished speaking. What was Daddy thinking?
“This should have never happened.” Daddy’s voice was deep and calm.
Frankie’s whole body locked up. Daddy meant business when he used that voice.
“I didn’t think anything bad was going to happen.” Dominic gently spoke. “If I had known, I wouldn’t have had done any of it.”
