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“Thanks. I think you’d make a really special Little.”

She smiled softly and closed her eyes, nestling herself deeper into the blankets. He walked to the door to shut off the light and leave, but she was suddenly sitting up.

“What’s wrong?”

She looked embarrassed. “Uh… Can I have the light on?”

He tilted his head in confusion. “You want the light on? Do you not like the dark?”

She shook her head.

“Ahh, okay. Does it need to be the overhead light, or would the bathroom light or a night-light work?”

“The bathroom light or night-light would work too. I just don’t like it to be pitch-black.”

Kane nodded and smiled reassuringly. “Got it. Be right back.”

He went into the nursery and grabbed a dim lamp that would display stars on the walls and ceiling. He took it into Haylee’s room and plugged it in, turning it on before he turned off the overhead light. Dozens of stars illuminated the bedroom, and he could see her smile in the dim light as she lay back down.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

She nodded, grinning wide. “Yeah, it’s perfect. You’d totally be a good Daddy.”

He chuckled. “Need anything else? Need to go potty one last time before you go to sleep?”

“No. I think I’m okay. Thank you, Kane. I really wish we had met under different circumstances.”

Yeah, he did too. Because then he could give her all his attention and not be on edge over her ex. But there would be time for that in the future.

“You’re welcome, baby. I wish we had too, but I’m just glad I met you at all. Do you think you’ll be able to fall back asleep?”

“If I say no, are you gonna stay up with me all night?”

“If that’s what it takes for you to feel better, then yes.”

Haylee stared up at him, smiling softly. “I’m okay. I’m really tired. I think—” Yawn. “—I’m going to—” Another yawn. “—fall back asleep.”

Bending over, he kissed her forehead. “If you need anything, I’m just in the next room. Don’t hesitate to come get me. I’m leaving both our doors open so I can hear you in case you have another nightmare.”

She nodded, burrowing under the covers again. As he walked out of the bedroom toward his room, he heard her whisper.

“Such a good Daddy.”

17

HAYLEE

When she woke up and realized she was in a different room, she felt out of sorts. Then the memories of what had happened in the middle of the night replayed in her mind, and she decided that she really wanted to go dig a grave and die there. During her nightmare, she had accidentally wet the bed, and Kane found her trying to stuff the wet sheets into the washing machine. At first, she thought he was going to be angry that she’d ruined the mattress, yet he had been so sweet and tender with her. He didn’t seem disgusted or upset at all. It didn’t make it any less embarrassing, but if she had done something like that with Tim around, she probably would have never heard the end of it, and who knows what else he would have done.

When Kane told her he was moving her into the house and didn’t get a say in it, she felt relieved. She didn’t want to put him out by living in his space, but knowing he wasn’t giving her a choice in the matter made her feel so much better. The way he took over also made her pussy react in a way that had her squirming in bed for the rest of the night. Especially when she recalled him being shirtless, with his ripped abs and muscular arms on full display for her pleasure as he had carried her up to the bedroom. How had she even been able to keep her hands to herself?

She couldn’t believe she had told him that he would be a good Daddy. Not once but twice in front of him. But she had been so tired and out of it that she couldn’t help it. He seemed to have this special effect on her that put her in a headspace that felt safe. As scary as the man could seem, she felt nothing but safe with him. Physically and emotionally.

Throwing the covers back, Haylee realized she would have to get out of bed at some point. Especially since her bladder was screaming at her for relief. Padding out of the room, she visited the bathroom and made her way down the stairs. Kane was standing in the kitchen with a coffee mug in hand, wearing the same pajama pants and a plain white tee. He looked so sexy with his hair still tousled from sleep, looking more relaxed than she’d ever seen him. Taking a deep breath, she stepped off the last step. He turned and looked up to meet her gaze.

“Good morning, sweet girl. Sleep okay up there?”

She nodded shyly, realizing just how embarrassed she was feeling. What did a grown woman say to a man about having an accident in bed? She decided not to say anything at all and just pretend it didn’t happen.

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