Page 168 of Her Daddies' Everything

Miss Pippa Porker should really mind her own business. So what if Immy was hiding from one of her best friends? Miss Pippa Porker should try some of that grass smoothie, see if she liked it!

Actually, she probably would, being a pig and all. Maybe Immy could feed it to her next time.

She should have brought Snowy in here with her. He wouldn’t be all judgmental and rude.

“Where is she?” Jenner muttered.

All right, now she was starting to feel a bit bad. But if he wasn’t trying to make her drink grass, she wouldn’t hide from him.

And it was actually really nice in here. Abe had bought her way too many soft toys, though. It was like he was trying to overcompensate for something. Or maybe he thought this would help her embrace her Little side.

The others were doing similar things.

Sampson had bought her a soft blanket and offered to burrito wrap her. Well, that’s the words he’d used. But she knew he’d been offering to swaddle her. That had felt kind of awkward and she’d managed to refuse without hurting his feelings.

Isaiah had bought her several onesies, which were all adorable. But there was no way she could just put them on. It felt strange and not right.

She just wasn’t right. She wasn’t sure what she needed to help her.

Maybe to just be left alone?

Yeah. Look how that has worked for you.

Soon, she couldn’t hear Jenner anymore. But she stayed hidden for a bit longer.

It could be a trick!

Miss Pippa Porker looked at her like she was nuts. But she didn’t understand how tricky Jenner could be. He was smart. And handsome.

All right, being handsome didn’t have anything to do with him being tricky, but she thought it was worth mentioning.

Suddenly, Miss Pippa Porker disappeared and Immy let out a surprise cry. Then her face was replaced by Tobias’s.

Immy put her hand on her chest, breathing heavily. “Tobias! You scared me!”

“Did I?” he asked gravely.

“Yes! What do you think you are doing sneaking up on a person like that?”

“What do you think you are doing, hiding in a pile of stuffed toys?” he countered.

“I’m not hiding,” she told him primly. “I’m simply resting.”

“Resting? It’s not even nine in the morning.”

“I can rest an hour after I get up!”

“Hmm. That must mean you’re not feeling well. Let’s get you into bed and take your temperature.”

“I’m not ill!” she protested as he reached in and pulled her out.

“No?”

“No,” she grumbled, staring down at her feet.

“Then what were you doing?” Tobias asked.

“Umm, I might have been playing hide and seek.”

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