Laughing, I flung myself back on the bed. “You did it, Daddy! I knew you could and you did it so fast. I was so patient. I’m amazing.”
Now Daddy was laughing too. “We’re both amazing. You for your patience and me for my smarts. I found the hidden treasures.”
Daddy walked over and held up my cupcake jammies. “Part of the hoard at least. I’ll find the others. Just wait and see.”
“You’re the bestest, most smartest Daddy ever.” I was a very lucky dragon.
“And you are the cutest, most smartest dragon ever.” Daddy leaned over and kissed my head. “I’m a very lucky Daddy.”
And he was so special he could read his dragon’s mind.
Best human in a dragon hoard ever.
Chapter 23
Talon
“I think we’re being followed.” It wasn’t the strangest sentence I’d said all day, but it was since I’d gotten off of work. “I’ve made three completely unnecessary turns and there’s still a large pickup behind us. Is there something you need to tell me?”
Had the FBI finally decided they wanted to come and visit?
“Is there?” Kenzie nearly turned completely around in his seat to look out the back of the car before letting out a sigh. “Oh, I’m sorry, Daddy.”
Okay, so not the feds.
“Who is it, cutie?” We were never going to actually make it to dinner if we didn’t get a few details worked out.
“My parents.”
Oh.
That hadn’t been what I thought he’d say, but it made more sense than the other ridiculous options it could’ve been.
“That’s good information, but I’m not sure what to do with it.” I’d never been followed by a partner’s family before. “Should I pull over somewhere? Are we supposed to know that they’re trying to invite us over? Have they texted you?”
Kenzie looked down at his lap and started patting himself down. “Um, I think I left my phone on the couch. You were kissing me and then I wanted to come, but we didn’t have time for a nap and dinner, so I picked dinner.”
His explanation of how the evening had gone had me trying not to laugh.
“So that might be part of the problem.” Knowing the people I’d sworn to protect, they could either be thinking I’d kidnapped Kenzie or they might not have any idea what they were doing was weird.
As I mentally sorted through our options, Kenzie huffed. “Sorry, Daddy. Um, let’s just head to the diner for our date and see what happens? They know I’m seeing you and they know you’re my Daddy and I have no idea what they’re doing.”
Kenzie was delightfully unhelpful sometimes.
“That sounds like a reasonable plan.” And worst-case scenario, the diner would have lots of witnesses because no one knew how to mind their own business. “They were happy that we were seeing each other, right?”
I probably should’ve asked that much earlier in the conversation, but in my defense, we’d only been dating a week.
It’d just been a very packed week.
“Yes.” Kenzie’s cheerful answer made me feel better, but that was before he finished his sentence. “They just didn’t think it would work out. They keep saying they’re realists, and I’m kind of high maintenance, but they’re really just frustrating.”
Lovely.
However, there was nothing I could do about it at the moment, so I stuck with our plan and stopped going in circles around town. As we approached the diner, I tried to think about what else I needed to know.
Lots.