Page 135 of Her Daddies' Everything

There was silence.

“We’ll see,” Sampson told her.

“None of us have a good feeling about this,” Abe told her. “Which is why Alejandro left Tobias here for a while longer.”

“Just let us take care of you, Immy,” Jenner said to her. “You’re the best part of us and none of us want you at risk.” His lips landed on her forehead and if she hadn’t been so unwell, then her body might have reacted more to the feel of his lips against her skin.

“Okie-dokie,” she said.

“Such a good girl for me,” Jenner whispered in her ear.

All right, no matter how ill she was, she still reacted to that. There was nothing that Immy loved more than being called a good girl.

Well, maybe there were one or two other things that she liked. Like being kissed. Carried around. Yeah, she liked those things too. Being held on a lap and fed.

Urgh, she had a problem.

She just wanted to be taken care of. Coddled and loved.

Stupid life meant that couldn’t happen all the time, though.

And, unfortunately, it seemed like she had to be really ill in order to get everything she wanted.

Kind of sucked.

Shit. Wait. She forgot that Jenner could read her mind today. Had he heard all of that.

“Did you hear that?” she asked him.

“Hear what?” Jenner asked.

“Me thinking about my favorite things.”

Jenner smiled down at her, brushing her hair back off her face. “You didn’t say anything about your favorite things. You want to tell me?”

She shook her head, then winced as it thumped. “Immy not feeling well.”

“I know, baby,” he soothed. “Let’s get this medicine into you and then I’ll take you back to bed.”

“You will?” she said. “Will you carry Immy?”

“Of course. Open wide.”

Immy opened wide. Because she was a good girl, after all. She always did what she was told.

When Immy was sick,it could be harder to get her to do what she was told. Thankfully, today, she seemed to be determined to be a good girl.

God, Jenner fucking hated when she was ill.

And he really hated how a simple cold or flu could turn into something really nasty with her if they weren’t careful.

After taking her medicine, he lifted her back onto his hip. She curled around him like a baby monkey clinging to its mama.

“That’s it, precious girl. Hold onto me.”

Hold on to Daddy.

Fuck.

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