Page 43 of Her Daddies' Everything

She winced and decided not to point out that he owed the swear jar a dollar.

“Uh, Sampson?” she said, twisting her hand in the back of his T-shirt for reassurance.

“Yeah?”

“There’s two more of them somewhere.”

“What the hell?” He turned to look at her, then around as though he suddenly expected the other two men to appear.

Shoot. Why had she opened the door? She was such an idiot sometimes.

“Tobias. Here as protection. And she let us in.”

Tobias? Protection?

What protection? Had Jenner hired someone?

No. Wait.

Shit.

These guys were part of Alejandro’s crew. She didn’t know if he called them his crew, but in Immy’s mind a crew sounded cool.

She wouldn’t mind a crew. They’d walk behind her and break out in song and dance when she needed them to create a distraction. Or cheer her on. Yeah, a group of cheerleaders would be cool.

“Immy?” Sampson said, sounding exasperated.

“Yeah? What?” She blinked, surprised to see that Sampson was now facing her, his hands on his hips as he glared down at her. “What did I do?”

She peered around him to see that the other guy was staring at her, amusement in his face.

Huh.

That was weird.

“What did you do? You let these guys in without checking who was knocking on the door.”

“Um. Yeah. Oops?” she said.

Sampson’s frown deepened.

Uh-oh.

Looked like she could be in real trouble here.

“I’m so sorry, Sampson. I won’t do it again. Did I really mess up?” she asked, nearly in tears.

Sampson sighed and shook his head before drawing her against him. “Luckily, no.”

She sighed in relief, leaning into him. She hated the idea of messing up. Sampson’s bark was worse than his bite, but Immy didn’t do well when she thought she had made a mistake or that someone was upset with her.

“You didn’t mess up. This time. But next time there’s someone at the door, call out for one of us, okay?”

She nodded. “I will. I’ve got it. So, these are the guys Alejandro sent?”

“Yep.” Sampson took a step back and shook his head at her. “Immy, did you not hear any of our conversation?”

“I want to say that I did, but I would be lying.” She sent Sampson a hopeful smile.

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