Page 110 of Daddy's Soul


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Right?

No, she couldn’t love him.

Not yet.

Reaching out, he cupped her chin and turned her to face him.

She grimaced. Oh crap. What had she just done? She’d forgotten that he was her boss. She shouldn’t talk to him like that. Make demands.

Would he fire her?

Apologize.

“I’m so sorry,” she said hastily. “I didn’t mean to tell you what to do. Please don’t fire me.”

He eyed her curiously. “You shouldn’t worry about me firing you. What you should worry about is me spanking you.”

Her mouth dropped open. Seriously?

“I won’t ever fire you, Faith,” he murmured. “No matter what.”

Good to know she guessed.

“I thought I’d made that clear already. Now you just have to worry about me punishing you in other ways.”

Right.

Yikes.

“And you don’t need to apologize for what you just said. I wouldn’t fire you for caring about me.” His lips twitched. “That little display of temper was actually quite cute. I’m surprised you didn’t stomp your foot.”

Her face was bright red, she just knew it was. “I never have temper tantrums.”

“No?”

“No.”

“Hmm,” he mused. “Perhaps you never felt safe before to let your temper out.”

That couldn’t be true. She always felt safe with her parents, right?

Except . . . with three older brothers and her parents both working full-time on the farm, there wasn’t always a lot of time left for her, was there?

For some children, that might mean they’d throw tantrums to get noticed.

But Faith had tried to be the good girl. The one that made life easier for her parents.

So they’d love her.

Jesus. That was ridiculous. Of course they loved her.

“I . . . that’s not true.”

“Hmm. Remember rule two.”

Honesty. Right. That was a tough rule to follow.

“Actually, we should talk about rule four since you just broke it.”

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