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Forty-five minutes later we have a daily routine for Sasha. The plan is for Stone to take care of breakfast while I get Sasha up, dressed and ready for the day. Stone is set to cover Monday’s, the day that I’ve set aside for college and meetings with my tutor. Tues through Friday is when I will take care of Sasha, but if Stone isn’t tied up with business, he will be around midday to join us for lunch. The weekend is to be agreed on a week-on-week basis depending on the circumstances, but I can tell that Stone wants to be hands on and spend as much time as possible with Sasha.

Stone explains that club business can be unpredictable and that he might be called on without prior notice. Anytime. Any day, including the middle of the night.

“This is my home now, Mr. Stone, so I will be here overnight. All that I ask is that you tell me if you need to go.”

“You want me to wake you up?” he sniggers.

“Yes. I’m not stupid. I know what you and the Young Outlaws get up to is not always strictly legal and can be dangerous. I don’t need the details, but I don’t want any surprises either.”

“That’s fair,” he nods.

“There’s one other thing that I’d like to do.”

“Oh yeah, and what’s that?”

“I want to ask permission to take Sasha to a toddler group.” I hold my breath because I get it, Stone is extremely protective over her. The fact that he doesn’t shoot me down immediately has me blurting out my reasoning behind my request. “Giving Sasha the chance to play and interact with other children is a great way for her to learn social behavior. How to share, play, taking turns, speech, not that she isn’t doing great with that, and lots more. The group I’ve been looking at is safe and secure, they have a private outside area with lots of things to explore. They do so many activities that Sasha will love. It’s not good for a child to be cooped up all the time and… “

“Okay, okay.” He holds up his hand to halt my constant babble. “You’d be with her at all times?” Internally I do a little eek! Have I done enough to convince him?

“Every second.” I assure him.

“You go straight there and straight back, no deviations.”

“Promise.” I cross my heart with a pointed finger, my nerdy tendencies showing.

“Then I agree, but there’s one more condition,” he growls out.

Oh lord, please don’t say that he has to come along too. Yes, I wouldn’t mind having the chance to spend more time getting to know Stone, and not because he’s easy on the eye. I’m interested in seeing what is hiding behind that grumpy, bad-tempered exterior. I’ve seen a hint of it, but there must be more.

Besides that, can you imagine it? A room full of horny moms, and probably a couple of gay dads, and Stone. Broody, muscle-bound and hotter than the depths of hell with a tongue as sharp as the devil. The chance of him hooking up with one of the pretty blonde, fake-boobed moms is high, and the last thing I’d want to observe, and could put my job at risk.

“What condition is that?” I ask clenching my teeth together, expecting something totally not doable so he has an excuse to squash my proposal.

“You fucking get rid of that heap of shit that is nothing more than an excuse of a car, and use the wheels I provide.”

“But that was mom’s car,” I bite back, my voice cracking and giving away the surge of emotion that instantly hits me.

Stone

Shit. Now I feel bad, but not bad enough to change my mind.

“There’s no way I’m allowing you to take Sasha in that death trap. So how about a compromise?” I’m not sure what has come over me. I’m a stubborn fuck and not one to reason over anything, but Oriana has me doing just that. “I get you a car that’s safe that you can use…”

“But I’m not…” she interrupts, but I do the same before she gets the chance to burst my eardrums with more of her ramblings.

“Umm, let me finish. I’ll ask Diesel to take a look at your mom’s car, see what it will take to fix it up, sort out the body work. But in the meantime, you do as I say. Sasha survived a car crash once, I ain’t going to risk it a second time.”

“Oh fuck!” she blurts out, her face as white as a sheet. I have to hold back a chuckle because the word fuck coming from that pretty mouth of hers is so unlike her. Strange how it makes my dick twitch too. “Sasha was in the car with her parents?”

“She was and damn lucky to get out of it alive, thanks to the seat that she was strapped into. So, just do what I ask, then at least I know that I did everything I can to keep you both safe.”

“Both of us? I didn’t know you cared,” she responds coyly, her skin flushing a pretty pink.

“Sasha seems to like you,” I quip back quickly, not wanting to give her the wrong impression. Oriana sure is cute. My dick seems to think so too, but dipping my cock into Oriana would be nothing but trouble. “And I don’t have time to look for a replacement.”

With a quick flash of a raised brow, her mouth pops open before it snaps back shut, lips narrowing. Her brows pull together and drop low as she glares at me. She’s pissed. Good time to wrap this all up without having to be all civil and shit.

“Now do me a favor, fuck off to your room and let me watch the game.”

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