“Like I said. Turn the bathroom light on. Don’t try to talk to her straight away or touch her.”
“Fucked that up.”
“You didn’t know,” Xavier reassured him.
Fuck. He really was a nice guy, huh? Their first meeting might have been a shitty one, but Xavier hadn’t been entirely to blame for that. Brick didn’t like to lie, even to himself, and he was definitely not a perfect person. He wasn’t as nice as Xavier. That was for sure.
“There’s a scented candle on the bedside table. The scent can help cut through the nightmare. Also, there’s a song she likes by this singer called Arianna. It’s on her phone.”
He rattled off the name of the song.
“Right. Fuck. I’ll put it on my phone.” He grabbed his phone and downloaded the song. There were still small whimpers coming from her that broke his fucking heart.
“Is there anything else?” he asked desperately as he played the song.
“You can only wait until she comes back to you. When she does . . .” Xavier hesitated.
“What?”
“I . . . this might sound weird.”
“Tell me.”
“Touch helps. Skin-to-skin touch. I know it sounds strange since she doesn’t always like to touch people. It has to be someone she trusts, but it’s clear she trusts you.”
“That’s what you do for her?” he asked.
Don’t get jealous. He’s trying to help.
“Yeah.”
“She likes to suck on my fingers.”
“She’s got a pacifier too.”
“I know. She likes my fingers better.” He didn’t say it to be a prick. Well, he didn’t think he did.
“All right, then it might be best to do that.”
“Sorry to wake you,” Brick said awkwardly, considering this guy was basically a stranger.
“You don’t have to apologize. I’d do anything for her. She’s my best friend.”
He noticed that the whimpering had stopped. “Baby girl?”
There was a sob.
“Duchess?” he queried softly, stepping closer but not too close. The last thing he wanted was to frighten her again and have her hurt herself. “It’s Daddy.”
“Daddy?” she asked in a lost voice.
“Um, Xavier,” he said awkwardly.
“I heard,” Xavier replied swiftly, and he was sure he heard a sad note in the other man’s voice. “I’ll let you go take care of her.”
“Thanks, man. Appreciate it.”
“Anytime.”