Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 146666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 587(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 587(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
She groaned. She knew what chat was the code word for. And no, she didn’t need a spanking. Or lines. Or whatever else his diabolical mind could think up.
Hack:
Be a good girl and go to sleep for Daddy.
Greer:
Do I get a treat?
Hack:
Yep, your treat is that you won’t get your butt smacked.
Damn it. That wasn’t a good treat at all. Silly Daddy.
50
“Brody thinks he found him!”
“What?” Hack said in surprise as he was driving home. “But he’s only been looking a couple of days.”
“Yeah,” Ink said through the Bluetooth. “It wasn’t that hard once he got into her online account. Some of those guys are just predators. It’s fucking creepy.”
“Ink, I’ve got to warn you. I’ve just worked a long shift with a lot of shit going on. I’m tired. I’m grouchy. I’m hungry. Hearing that my girl was talking to predators is not putting me in a better mood.”
“Right. Got it. Anyway, this particular guy was really pushy with her, even though it was clear that she didn’t want anything to do with him. Then she blocked him. We think that could have been a turning point. I’ve got a friend who lives a few hours out of Savannah. He went around to this guy’s place. It was all shut up. According to his neighbor, he’s been away for over a week.”
“He could have followed her.”
“Yep. I’m going to send the information I have on him to the authorities. There’s enough to have him arrested for things unrelated to Greer, as I know she probably won’t want to get involved.”
“She doesn’t trust the police.”
“Got it. We’ll work on it and hopefully, this guy will be in custody soon.”
“Fuck. Hope so. Thanks, man.”
He pulled up into the garage. The house was mostly dark. It was after eleven, so his girl would likely already be in bed.
Fuck. He could really use a hug right now.
Moving into the house, he found Stone in the living room. The big guy stood and stretched. This was his second day watching Hack’s girl. There had been a few growing pains, but Hack was hoping they’d start getting along.
“Everything okay?”
“Yeah, just checked on her. She’s asleep. Nothing to report. She was rubbing her eyes earlier, so I made her get off the computer. She wasn’t real happy about that. She did a bit of sketching. I’m pretty sure she was drawing me and adding devil horns.” Stone’s lips twitched.
“Thanks, man. I owe you. Ink just called, and he thinks they’re close to getting this stalker of hers.”
“Good. She deserves to feel safe. I’ll be here in the morning.”
“I’m not going in until ten, so you can sleep in.”
“I’ll go to the gym for a bit first.”
Hack quickly ate some leftovers from the fridge, then took a shower in the main bathroom so he didn’t wake her. As he was pulling on some clean boxers, he heard a scream. Racing out of the bathroom, he moved into the bedroom. Where was the threat? Was her stalker here? Fuck, he needed his knife.
But he quickly discovered that there was no one in the bedroom but his girl. However, she was thrashing around on the bed, clearly in distress.
“No! I said no!” she screamed.
Shit. She was having a nightmare. She hadn’t had one since he’d started sleeping with her every night. But tonight, she’d had to go to sleep without him.
Guilt flooded him as he sat on the side of the bed and carefully took hold of her arms. “Baby? Greer? It’s me. It’s Hack. Wake up for Daddy, baby. It’s just a bad dream.”
She went rigid, her eyes opening as she stared up at him, heaving for breath.
“It’s all right, Little girl. You’re okay.”
“Daddy?”
“It’s me. You’re safe. It was just a nightmare.”
She threw herself into his arms and he held her close, hating the way she trembled.
“Just a bad dream. Just a bad dream,” she muttered to herself.
“That’s all it was. I’m here now. I’ll keep the nightmares away.”
“Daddy,” she sobbed.
“Hush now. Hold onto Daddy. I have you. I won’t let you go.” He tightened his hold as she snuggled into him. “I’ve got you.”
He held her until the shaking stopped, then he stood.
“No! Don’t leave, Daddy!”
“I’m not going anywhere. I’m just going to get us more comfortable. Do you need anything? A bottle? Where’s your pacifier?”
“I don’t want that.”
He lay them down so he was on his back with her lying on top of him.
“Are you sure?” He’d noticed that the pacifier often seemed to soothe her.
“I want you. Please, Daddy.”
“Take whatever you need, Little girl.” No way would he deny her anything.
“Are you sure? Can I . . . can I touch you? Suck on you?”
He understood what she was asking. “You’re sure this is a good time?”
She hadn’t brought up cock warming again since the other day, so he thought she’d changed her mind.