Page 49 of Her Daddies' Everything

“She just got out of the hospital, of course I am. Besides, I spoil you every day and you never complain.”

Jenner shrugged and took a snickerdoodle.

Maeve happily munched on the cookie and sipped her drink.

“Well? You haven’t answered my questions,” Sampson said.

“More like interrogation,” Immy muttered.

“Immy,” Sampson scolded.

“Sampson, Maeve is too sweet to say it so I will,” Immy said. “Keep your big head out of her business. Clearly, she is into Gray and Gray is into her. We all know you’re just peeved because you couldn’t find anything about him and Isaiah has been too busy to look into him.” Immy grinned at Gray. “You know we’re only nosy because we care, right?”

“Is that so?” Gray drawled.

“We just want to make sure you can take care of her. Especially with this stalker,” Sampson said. “I need to know you can protect her.”

Maeve bit her lip worriedly. “You’re right. This guy is even more dangerous than I thought.” She peered up at Gray. “I don’t want you to get hurt. This guy is clearly deranged. What’s to stop him coming after you?”

“Believe me, Little girl. It is my sincerest wish that he come after me. Then I can rip out his intestines and string him up by them.”

“Kind of gross,” Immy said, although she did approve of his protectiveness. “Wouldn’t shooting him be enough?”

“No. I’m going to make sure he suffers for a long, long time before I put him out of his misery.”

Immy guessed that was fair enough. She grabbed a snickerdoodle and sat with her own cup of coffee.

Black. No sugar.

A tough man’s drink. Or tough woman’s drink.

Immy watched on dreamily as Gray and Maeve flirted with each other. This was just all too much.

“You go against any of my safety rules and you won’t sit for a week.”

“Whoa,” Immy whispered. “Anyone else finding this hot as heck?”

“Immy,” Jenner scolded. “We should give them privacy.”

Sampson’s phone ringing broke the spell. Darn it. Immy thought she could watch the two of them for hours.

“Isaiah! I’ve been trying to get hold of you all day! Why weren’t you answering your phone?” Sampson demanded. “Right. Got it. Did you listen to my messages? Yeah, we think it was Maeve’s stalker. Don’t know who else would try to kill her. No, yeah. She’s fine. She’s here. Really. You can talk to her if you want. I’ll put you on speaker phone. Abe’s all right. Just got a concussion. He’s sleeping. Yeah, we’re keeping an eye on him.”

Sampson placed the phone down on the coffee table.

“Maeve?” Isaiah asked urgently through the phone. “Are you all right?”

“I’m fine,” Maeve replied.

“What the hell happened? How did someone get past the security system to attack Abe and hurt Maeve?” Isaiah demanded.

“Looks like an inside job,” Sampson said grimly. “Andy is missing.”

Isaiah swore. Jenner attempted to put his hands over her ears, but she brushed them away. Honestly, she’d heard far more swear words than those ones. Although he did owe the swear jar a lot of money now.

“He hit Abe? You think he tried to drown Maeve?” Isaiah asked.

“Don’t know,” Sampson said with clear frustration.

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