Page 170 of Her Daddies' Everything

“I don’t want to answer that on the basis that it might incriminate me.”

“You’re cute when you lawyer up,” was all he said as he walked out the door.

See? She really was cute all the time.

Immy glancedup as Jenner walked into the room. He’d just gotten home after being out all day.

She was watching a new TV series about a human who had just been accepted to a paranormal academy, filled with the most gorgeous, sexy beasts. There were wizards and werewolves, shapeshifters and vampires.

Tobias was sitting in an armchair next to her but he wasn’t really watching. Abe was down the other end of the sofa and had her feet on his thighs. Jenner walked right in front of her, blocking her view.

“Hey! I can’t see my show.”

“Where were you this morning?” Jenner asked.

“What do you mean?” she asked with fake innocence.

“I’m talking about when I was trying to find you so you could have your smoothie.”

“Those smoothies are revolting,” Sampson said as he walked into the room. Abe picked up the remote and paused her show.

“Yep. They totally are.” She nodded.

“I don’t care what they taste like, they’re good for you. And you need the extra vitamins now that it’s winter.”

“I don’t! I feel fine. Those smoothies make me feel sick.”

“You need to drink them,” Jenner told her firmly. “And where were you?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” she said.

Tobias snorted. “Careful, or you’ll start doing the potty dance.”

She turned to glare at him. “It is not the potty dance!”

Oh, she owed him some payback. It was definitely time for an Immy-prank.

“She was hiding in the stuffy pile,” Tobias said.

Immy let out a loud and overly dramatic gasp. It was a really good one, definitely one of her best efforts yet.

For good reason, too.

Tobias had just betrayed her.

“Stuffy pile?” Abe asked. “The ones I bought you?”

“Yes. They make a great hiding spot,” she said. Then she sat up to glare at Tobias. “You just betrayed me.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Betrayed you?”

“Yes, you betrayed the bodyguard oath.”

His other eyebrow rose as well. “There’s a bodyguard oath? No one told me about that.”

“First I’ve heard of it,” Sampson drawled as he sat on the other armchair.

“Well, there is one. And it clearly states that you will not be a tattletale! Something bad will happen now. Pretty sure your hair is going to all fall out. Or you’ll get warts on your nose or something.”

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