Page 34 of Scarlett's Mountain Man
CHAPTER 10
SCARLETT
Ilook over at Daddy and grumble. So sure, he’s right that we needed to go to the doctor in town, but I still didn’t like it.
“I don’t want to go back to him,” I grumble once again.
“If anything changes, we will be,” he replies, grabbing my hand.
Daddy has Juniper in his arms as we walk back to the car. The doctor didn’t tell me anything bad but said he wants me to get more rest, and that I’m cleared to have sex.
I don’t see how that is concerning when he practically said I am okay. He did ask me about postpartum depression, and I said I felt fine. He wants me and Daddy to keep an eye on it in case it changes.
“But he just said I need to sleep more.” I look at Daddy.
“And to look out for signs of postpartum depression,” Daddy adds.
“I know, but that doesn’t mean I need to go back to him,” I point out.
“If you stay well, you won’t have to go back to him. Unless you get pregnant again before Aiden is ready.”
“Then we need to wait until Aiden is. I don’t like him. He was so cold and clinical. So weird.” I shudder at the thought of having to go back to him.
Daddy puts Juniper in her car seat before he helps me into the car.
“Do you want to go get some French fries and ice cream?” Daddy asks.
“Please?” My whole face lights up.
Hot French fries sound so delicious right now, especially if some of them are dipped in ice cream.
“Oh, please,” I beg.
“Wow, you’re okay. We’re going to grab some.” He cups my face.
“Sorry, it just sounds so good,” I whisper, looking away.
I don’t know why I feel so bad, but I do. I don’t know why I reacted that way when he asked if I wanted any.
“Little One,” he gently says.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me. Maybe it’s becausehewould ask me if I wanted something and I didn’t beg, he wouldn’t give it to me,” I blurt out.
My eyes go wide as I look Daddy in the eyes.
“I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m really sorry. I ruined the whole day. You can take us back to the lodge. I’ll be out of your hair as soon as possible,” I rush out.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I can’t believe I just said that. I can’t believe I just compared Daddy tohim. Daddy isnothinglike him.
“Scarlett.” His voice is gentle, but I still flinch. “Look at Daddy,” he coos at me.
I shake my head, not wanting to see the wrath on his face. A calm voice normally means a person is pissed off.
“Scarlett, now.” His voice is firm. “I’m not going to ask again.”
I turn my head slightly. He gives me a smile and waits for me to look at him fully.
“Good girl,” he whispers. “My good girl.”
