Page 103 of Tempted By her Daddies

Don’t show fear.

Right. Because hiding under a coffee table was such a normal, well-adjusted way to act.

Well. Like she’d know what normal and well-adjusted was.

“Tamsyn? Hey, what are you doing under there, Little one?”

Wait.

That wasn’t what she’d been expecting. That sounded like . . .

Oh. My. God.

A groan of horror escaped her.

She was an idiot. She’d woken up and moved instinctively. How had she not realized where she was?

And how was she going to explain this?

“I didn’t mean to give you a fright,” Salem said carefully. “Can you come out from under there?”

Had she really fallen asleep?

But where . . . it started to come back to her.

Holy. Heck.

She’d fallen asleep on Alexei? That should have been impossible. She hadn’t thought she could ever fall asleep with someone else in the room . . . let alone on top of someone.

“I don’t think I can ever come out,” she groaned miserably.

“No?”

“Nooo. Just let me move under here, will you? Bring me some snacks and maybe a blanket. I’ll be fine. I’ll just live out my days down here . . . under the coffee table.”

“She’s not serious, is she?” Roman asked.

Oh no.

“She won’t,” Alexei said. “She’s just embarrassed. She’ll come out as soon as she needs to pee.”

Well. Great.

The whole flipping gang was here.

That was just awesome. They were going to think she was an absolute nut job.

“Oh good,” Roman replied. “I did wonder how she was going to pee.”

She groaned again.

Then two eyes appeared in front of her. They were attached to a face, thankfully.

A face that was filled with concern and no small amount of amusement.

“You can’t stay there forever, Little one,” Salem told her gently.

“I can and I will. There are ways around the toilet issue.”

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