Page 14 of Her Daddies' Everything

And he fucking hated that.

Reaching her door, he banged on it frantically. The last group message had simply said that she was fine. But what did that mean? Had Abe gotten a doctor to check her over? Was she coughing? Did she need to go to the hospital?

All right . . . maybe he was overreacting. But Immy didn’t have a good immune system and she went downhill quick.

The door opened and Abe looked at them both knowingly.

He stepped in to find Immy lying on the bed and Isaiah sitting up at the end of the bed on his laptop.

“Jenner! Sampson! What are you guys doing here?” She sat up.

“Stay where you are,” he urged, rushing toward her. Sitting on the bed facing her, he reached out to place the back of his hand on her forehead. “How are you feeling? You seem warm. Has the doctor been?”

“I don’t need a doctor,” Immy told him. “And I don’t have a temperature.”

“You took it?” he asked Abe.

Abe rolled his eyes. “I did.”

“Give me the thermometer. I want to make sure.”

“I know how to take her temperature,” Abe told him. But he handed over the thermometer and Jenner gently placed it in her ear.

“Hmm. This seems borderline. I think we should get a doctor.”

Immy gave him a stubborn look. “There’s no such thing as borderline. I’m fine. Just tired.”

“You’re sure? No light-headedness, no nausea?”

She patted his hand. “Nope. And shouldn’t you two be at some VIP event? What are you doing here?”

“Checking on you,” Sampson said from where he was now sitting in an armchair next to Abe.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry! You should go back.”

“We’re not going back.” Jenner carefully lifted her over into the middle of the bed. Then he lay down next to her, on top of the covers. “We’re staying here. With you.”

He placed an arm over her, pulling her against him so her head lay on his chest.

“You can’t do that. Lauren will be mad,” she said to him.

“Who cares? There’re more important things than publicity events. Like family.”

Like you.

And this was exactly where he was meant to be.

3

Immy updated Jenner’s electronic calendar.

She loved working for him. Although he was so busy at the moment that she barely saw him. Right now, he was in his studio. He’d converted part of his guesthouse into a studio and office. There was still a one-bedroom apartment, not that they ever had guests.

A knock on the door made her startle. It opened and she relaxed, thinking it had to be one of the guys. They were the only ones who would walk in without waiting. Although, they wouldn’t usually knock, either.

So she was surprised as Lauren strode in.

God. She always looked amazing. Today she had on a pair of black tailored pants, a white shirt with a large ruffle down the front, and a black blazer with gold buttons.

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