Page 151 of Double Daddies
“No crawling? Even if I’m off my feet?” I stare at him as he stands.
He cradles my face in his hands. “Not when I can’t watch you. I want you safe so you can relax on the couch or sit with me in the kitchen.”
“I’ll stay here,” I grumble.
Elijah kisses my forehead before leaving the room. I gaze at the window, looking outside. Trees surround us, or at least the front, and there’s a dirt road, too. I didn’t get to look outsidewhen we got here. Not that I would have been able to see much, it was dark.
But now, now it’s daytime, I want to go out and explore. I want to see what the lodge is like. Is there anything to do around here? Not that I would be able to do any with my feet, but I can fantasize.
When researching the lodge, I didn’t look at what it had to offer. I saw it was kink-friendly and that it was about an hour away from where I live. I’d just needed to get away.
Sighing, I close my eyes and take several deep breaths. I have to stay off my feet for at least today. Tomorrow I can go exploring. I hope. Maybe I can sneak out when one of them is asleep and the other is at work. They wouldn’t know.
I don’t know how much time has passed since Elijah put me on the couch, but it has to have been at least an hour since it is getting darker. I am starting to go stir-crazy, sitting on the couch and not doing anything.
Pushing myself up, I put my feet on the ground. If I don’t get up now, I’m going to go absolutely crazy.
“What do you think you’re doing, little bit?” Elijah asks.
I scream, turning to face him as I place a hand over my chest. “I didn’t hear you. You are surprisingly light on your feet. Has anyone ever told you that?”
He raises an eyebrow. “You aren’t going to distract me from what I just saw. What do you think you’re doing?”
I cross my arms, huffing out a breath. “I need to get up and do something.”
“No.”
“No?” I scoff. “You can’t tell me no.”
“I just did. Aiden said no walking, so you aren’t going to.” His stare seeps into my soul.
“Please, Elijah!”
“No.” He crosses his arms over his chest.
“Please! I’m begging you. I need to get up and walk. My legs are getting restless, and I won’t be able to sleep. I need to move around. This isn’t normal. I can’t just lay around all day,” I whine.
“You can, and you will. Aiden told you not to walk on your feet for a couple of days to let them heal. We’re following his orders.”
“Please.” Tears pool in my eyes.
Elijah walks over to me, cupping my face with his hands.
“You’re going to be okay. I know it’s hard to stay in one spot and not be able to walk, but we’re going to get through this. You are strong.”
“Please,” I beg once again, my voice barely a whisper.
I need to be able to walk around and do something. I didn’t realize how much it was going to take a toll on me. I usually go around town, running errands and working, keeping myself busy, but today I have done nothing.
I push Elijah’s hands away when he shakes his head.
“Little bit,” he gently says.
“No, don’t,” I snap and sigh. “Sorry.”
Silence lingers between us as we look at each other. There is sympathy in his eyes and across his face, but he doesn’t say anything.
“What’s going on?” Brix walks into the cabin.
