Page 27 of Manny's Surprise Baby
I scowled. “That would be cutting off your nose to spite your face.”
He shrugged. “You know how stubborn us alphas are.”
“You’re unbelievable. I can’t understand what you’re up to.” I scanned his emotionless face. “What’s in this for you?”
“Making my daughter happy.” He didn’t meet my gaze.
“Are you sure you don’t just enjoy torturing me?”
“Are you saying spending time with Emily is torture?” He smirked.
“You know that isn’t what I mean.”
He leaned back in his chair. “I work until nine almost every night this week. Maybe this Brad guy can come by Saturday. Say around ten in the morning?”
My stomach clenched with stress. I’d wanted to get away from him sooner because something about him was messing with my head and emotions. Ever since last night, I’d had to face the fact that I was physically attracted to him. I didn’t want to entertain those feelings anymore. I just wanted to escape back to my safe, alphaless little world.
Maybe I actually am running away.
“Fine. I’ll stay until Sunday.”
He looked pleased, a smile hovering on his full lips. “I’m glad that’s settled.”
I grunted.
He gestured to the seat I’d vacated. “Why don’t you keep me company while I eat?”
“I’m hired to babysit Emily, not you.”
His chuckle surprised me. “Come on. I’ve had a long, weird day.”
I studied him in silence.
“Did I tell you my new client is a porn star?”
“What?” I snorted. “For real?”
He nodded. “My hand to God.”
I pulled up my chair again and sat. “Well, that is interesting. Straight or gay porn?”
His face tensed. “Good question. I thought it was straight at first. There were two guys and one girl.”
“Okay.”
“But at one point…” He laughed stiffly. “One of the guys made the other guy suck his… well, you get the picture.”
“Did the guys fuck each other?”
His face seemed flushed, and he glanced away. “I don’t know. I wasn’t there for all of it.”
Something about his self-conscious response caught my attention. “Where did you go?”
He swallowed. “It was a lot. I needed a break.”
I smirked. “Did you go jack off?” I wouldn’t blame him. Who the hell could watch porn and not need to jack off?
“Fuck you.” His smile softened his words, but his gaze was guarded.
