Page 12 of Bash

I barked out a laugh. That was fair.

Once it beeped, I removed it and frowned when the display read 102.2.

“Is it bad?”

“It’s still high, but Elliot said that was normal. You should have had some medicine about two hours ago, but I fell asleep. I’m sorry, Allybaby,” I said, using her new nickname. “I’m sorry I let your temp get so high. I promise I won’t do that again.”

“No! I’m glad you got some sleep. You must be so tired,” she rushed to assure me.

“I’m not setting a very good example of what a good Daddy does for a sick Little one. I’m falling behind on my Daddy duties,” I told her. Guilt pooled in my stomach and I felt like an asshole. I couldn’t believe I’d slept so hard.

She snorted, surprising me. Then she burst into giggles, high-pitched Little girl giggles. “You said doody.”

Laughing, I shook my head. “You are very silly tonight.”

“Is the morning,” she corrected.

“And very sassy,” I teased, winking at her.

She giggled again before launching into a coughing fit. I took the sucker from her, wiped her bottom with a wipe, and settled her back in the bed. “Poor baby. Does it hurt when you cough?”

“In my chest.”

Before I thought better of it, I lifted my hand and rubbed her chest. My large palm covered both of her breasts perfectly and her nipples pebbled under my hand.

She gasped and I jerked my hand back. “I’m so sorry, Allyson. I was trying to rub your chest. I didn’t mean to grope you.”

She shook her head and grabbed my hand, tucking it under her cheek. “I know, it’s okay. I didn’t feel scared.”

“D0 you feel like you could eat some breakfast?” I asked, hoping to shift the energy in the room.

She shook her head. “I’m still kind of tired. Can we sleep a little longer?”

“Yeah, baby. How about we sleep until nine and then try to get something in your belly?”

“Can I have my sucker in my belly?”

I gave it back to her, determined to keep a close eye on her while she ate it.

She released my hand and I tucked her back under the covers before standing and stretching again.

Once she finished it, I held her cup for her to drink some water.

“W-will you sleep on the bed? I’ll scoot over.” Her voice was tight and I knew it must have taken a lot of courage to ask me.

“Yes, sweetheart. Thank you for sharing.”

She giggled then coughed. “It’s your bed, silly.”

I walked around the bed and climbed in. “Want some covers?” she asked, holding them up for me. The action made her look so innocent and my heart warmed again. I was so glad the universe sent the Little sweetie into my life.

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Allyson

Ridiculously loud snores pulled me from a restful sleep. Stretching my arms above my head, I turned to look at Bash who was the source of the ridiculous snoring. Holy shit. He really was going to suck the paint off the walls. I covered my mouth to keep my giggles inside.

Since he was sleeping, I took the time to study him. He was really very handsome even though his scars and tattoos made him look dangerous. All of the men in our friend group were largely built, but he was the biggest. His dark hair and beard against his tanned skin only served to make him look more intimidating. His long eyelashes made me envious, and his pink lips made me long to feel them on my own. One arm rested above his head, it was thick with muscles just like the rest of him. The gray shirt he was wearing did nothing to conceal the hard lines of his chest and six-pack. I wondered if his chest was fuzzy. I thought I’d like to run my fingers over the hair on his chest.

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