Page 184 of The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The Second Collection
“We want this to be a family home. You’re family.”
Logan’s the son and the brother I never had, but I never thought he’d want me to live with him.
“Lo.” I rub my hand over my mouth and choose my words carefully. “Let me pay half of the renovation costs and I’d be honored.”
Logan lets out a deep breath. He was afraid I’d refuse.
“Looks like there’s room for another desk in here.” I glance around the large room. Emily has a strange contraption on the far side of the room that holds her laptop and a fancy headset, and there’s a leather couch facing the fireplace. Other than Logan’s desk and some built-in bookcases, the office is empty. It’s just as sparsely furnished as the rest of the house. I can understand his desire for minimalism after living in the cramped quarters aboard ship for eight years. I haven’t bought much furniture myself for the same reason.
“There definitely is. Not sure what you’d need a desk for, though, if you’re not joining Logan, Manny, and Max Incorporated.”
“Every man needs a desk. If for no other reason than to bend his woman over it.”
Logan chuckles.
“Speaking of which, I have a lunch date tomorrow. Anywhere you’d suggest that I can have a private conversation with my date?”
Logan lifts an eyebrow. “Brenna?”
“That’s the one.”
“Huh.”
“What? You think she’s too... tattooed for me?”
Logan’s mouth quirks. He knows what I’m really asking.
“Absolutely no judgment.” He holds up his hands. “I met my soul mate at a kink expo. I’m never going to criticize anyone for finding the person who floats their boat. If DirtyGurl does it for you, go for it.”
“Thank you.” I don’t need his permission, but the lack of judgment’s nice. “I will. And if I haven’t said it, I’m happy foryou, Lo. Emily’s a sweetheart, and she looks at you like you’ve hung the damn moon.”
“Thanks.” His inability to hold back his shit-eating grin when he thinks of his little girl says it all. “Anyway, please have your date here.”
I figured.
“That would be great.”
“Emily will want to cook.”
I also figured that.
“Tell her I appreciate it, but just this once, I’m going to get take-out. Brenna mentioned she likes African food and it looks like there’s an Ethiopian place near here that delivers.”
Logan nods. “Try the peanut soup. It’s excellent. A little too spicy for Emmy, so we don’t order from there very often, but everything on the menu’s good. I’ll take Emily to Jersey with me tomorrow, so you have the house to yourself.”
“You don’t need to do that.”
“Happy to. Besides, spending the day with my baby girl is no hardship. There’s a kink store connected to the club that carries these dragon dildos. They’re massive. I can’t wait to see the look in her eyes when I show them to her.”
I grin and shake my head at him. “You’re an evil, evil Dom.”
“You’re the first person who told me that was okay. I owe every bit of happiness I have now to you.”
“I think you overestimate my influence, Lo.”
“No, sir, I don’t. My own father didn’t accept my kink. You did. I wouldn’t have gone to Jasmine House if you hadn’t encouraged me. I wouldn’t have joined Blunts. I wouldn’t have found Emily.”
This is what Logan thinks he owes me.
