Page 23 of Daddy's Little Worker
She looked up at Noah. Should she answer Oliver, or did Noah not want her to? Was there something wrong with Oliver?
“Look at me, sweetie,” Oliver said, a command. “I need you to look at me and not at Noah. Everything is going to be okay. I just need to make sure that you are safe.”
Frankie looked at Oliver in shock. “Of course, I am safe. What would make you think I wasn’t?”
He raised an eyebrow. “You yelling out that you can’t give Noah a blowjob. I need to make sure you’re okay and he isn’t pressuring you into anything.”
“I don’t think Noah would do that,” she mumbled, looking at Oliver hesitantly. “He has been nothing but kind to me. Sure, sometimes he does some weird things like kiss my forehead, and I don’t know what that exactly means, but he makes me feel comfortable and safe.”
Oliver looked at Noah. “Forehead kisses?”
Noah shrugged, not saying anything.
“Can you tell me your name, sweetie?” Oliver asked again.
“Frankie.” She sighed. “I’m really fine.”
“I’ll be the one to decide that right now. It’s nice to meet you, Frankie. I’m Oliver, one of the other owners. Now, was he threatening you?”
Frankie was starting to get irritated at him. “Did you not hear me before?”
“Attitude,” Noah warned.
Oliver looked between both of them repeatedly, amusement written all over his face.
She sighed once again, making it longer and more dramatic. “No, he is not threatening me. Noah wouldn’t do that. I justblurted it out, and I didn’t mean to. We weren’t even talking about anything related to blowjobs.”
“What were you talking about?” Oliver asked.
“You sure are nosey.” She wrinkled her nose. “Your Little is going to have a hard time doing anything with you asking all those questions. Will you let her do anything without asking a bajillion questions? It’s no fun when that happens.”
Silence filled the room as Noah and Oliver looked at her in shock. Her eyes went wide when she realized what she said.
“Ummm, well, that is awkward,” she mumbled. “Sorry. I need to go home and sleep. I’m exhausted.”
It wasn’t a lie, Frankie was exhausted, but it was an excuse to get out of the office with these two. She did not need them getting her in trouble or interrogating her. Two Daddies up against one poor, tired Little? The odds were not in her favor.
“Don’t even think about it,” Noah said before she could move. “You aren’t going anywhere.”
“I need to,” she replied, glaring at him. “I need to get home so I can attempt to sleep. I’ve got work tomorrow. Unless you are firing me for falling asleep after my shift.”
“She fell asleep after her shift?” Oliver asked, looking at Noah. “Is she okay?”
“She felt safe here and obviously hasn’t been sleeping well, so she fell asleep here.” Noah sighed.
“Do we need to implement nap time for employees again?” Oliver asked. “Or maybe just for her?”
She gasped. “You know I’m sitting right here!”
“Yes, we know.” Oliver winked at her. “Be a good girl and sit there for a little longer.”
Her mouth fell open as she glared at Oliver. Did he really just say that to her? She didn’t like that one bit.
“Excuse me?” she asked.
“Yes?” Noah took a step forward. “Do you need something?”
“I need you guys to stop talking like I’m not here. I am an adult. I’ve been taking care of myself for a while!” She raised her voice. “I don’t need you to act like I’m not here as you talk about me and make decisions.”
