Page 18 of Saving Little Lina: Part Two

The door swung open, and there was Uncle Joe, shaking his head but with a smile on his face. "Should've known you'd be hiding in the snack room," he said.

As Mike and I stepped out, still giggling, Hank crossed his arms, an amused smirk on his face. "Do you two realize we've been searching for you for the past half an hour?"

Joe added, "And we found your 'Little Locator' bracelet attached to a plant's trunk, hidden by leaves. We thought the thing was faulty when we couldn't find you."

Mike and I burst into laughter, the absurdity of the situation hitting us. Joe shook his head in mock disapproval, but his eyes twinkled with amusement.

Mike, barely containing his laughter, confessed, "It was my idea to attach the locators to random objects. Thought it would be a fun twist."

Joe, trying to maintain a stern facade but failing, replied with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Oh, only you could come up with a master plan to turn a simple test into a circus. It's not every day you find someone who elevates misbehavior to an art form."

Mike feigned offense, his hand on his chest in mock shock. "Are you suggesting that I'm accustomed to misbehaving, Daddy?"

Joe retorted with a smirk, "It's not exactly a state secret. I think even the mailman knows about your shenanigans by now."

Mike quipped, "At least I make life interesting. Imagine a world without my fabulous pranks. Boring!"

Joe shot back, "I imagine it would be a world with fewer grey hairs for me."

Mike retorted, "But you'd miss my creative genius."

Joe chuckled, "Creative is one word for it. I have a few others in mind."

While they continued their exchange, Hank led me to the side, his hand casually resting against the wall near my face. His proximity sent a flutter through my heart, and I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness.

With a smile, he said, "We had a lot of fun today, didn't we? I want to make sure things stay this way."

Confused, I asked, "What do you mean?"

He explained, "When the winner of the million-dollar prize is announced, I don't want it to change the dynamics we have here. I don't want anyone feeling less worthy or, worse, resentful."

His words made me ponder the worse scenario – the possibility of our playful, supportive office environment being marred by feelings of envy or resentment. That thought made me uneasy.

"I hope it doesn't come to that," I said, my voice tinged with concern. "We're a great team, all of us."

He nodded in agreement. "Exactly. We're all in this together, win or lose. I want you to remember, no matter what happens at the office, the rivalry, the competitive spirit, I'm always your Daddy. If the rivalry ever becomes too much, come to me, okay?"

I smiled warmly and shook my head. "You're my Daddy, both at work and at home. Nothing's going to change that, especially not our work life."

His face softened, a mix of relief and affection in his eyes. "That's good to hear. But just for the record, being your Daddy is my favorite role, even more than being the boss."

I replied with a playful grin, "Well, you're pretty good at both, but I must say, you make an exceptional Daddy."

I rarely referred to him as Daddy at work, conscious of not wanting our colleagues to feel like I had special treatment just because I was the company owner's girl.

Hank wrapped his arms around me in a warm, reassuring hug. "I'm glad we don't have a communication gap. I was a bit worried at first about being the Daddy of a colleague, but I'm glad I pushed those worries aside. I couldn't imagine not embracing my love for you."

Our eyes met and he said, "I love you, princess, more than words can say."

"And I love you, Daddy, more than all the stars in the sky."

He smiled, a twinkle in his eye. "Have I told you lately that you bring light into my life?"

I retorted with a smile, "Only about a hundred times. But I don't mind hearing it a hundred more."

He chuckled. "Well, in case you forgot, you're the light in my world." And with that, he leaned down and planted a sweet kiss on my lips.

Hank reached out and clasped my hand in his, pulling me close, his warm breath fanning my face as he pressed his firm body against mine. The feel of his hard cock against my stomach sent a shiver of anticipation coursing through me, igniting desires that I had never before felt. My eyes involuntarily dropped to the unmistakable dick straining against his suit pants, my cheeks flushing with heat.

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