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“Bye, little sister. I’ll call you, okay?”

“Every day,” she replied. They would be back in a week as she had a meeting she couldn’t shift. Her boss had told her to take a few days off.

She might actually do that for once.

“Every day,” he promised as Ethan climbed in the driver’s seat.

“And call if something happens.” Fear was a heavy ball in her stomach.

“Nothing will happen,” Rhodes replied gently. “Now, you be a good girl and do what Ethan tells you to do.”

“Hey!” she protested. “Shouldn’t he have to do what I say?”

Rhodes grinned. Ethan snorted from the driver’s seat.

“Nice try, sweetheart,” Ethan told her. “Not happening.”

“Bye.” Rhodes kissed her cheek, then shut the car door.

Ethan did up her seatbelt. Then he reached into the back and grabbed a pillow, blanket, Lady, and her pacifier. He put the blanket around her and handed her the pillow.

“Put this against the car door so you can lean against it if you want to nap,” he told her.

“Wow, you have everything ready, Daddy,” she said as he also put her sippy cup in the cup holder.

It had images of ladybugs all over it and was so cute. She couldn’t believe he’d bought her so much stuff. He’d shown it all to her yesterday. There was a bib, a baby bottle, another pacifier. Several onesies. And some ladybug slippers.

“I should have left your new slippers out. Are your feet warm enough?”

“I’ll be fine, Daddy.” She yawned. This was so comfy, and she hadn’t been getting much sleep lately.

“You just settle in and relax, baby. If you get cold, I’ll turn the heater up. It will only take a couple of hours to get there, and then I’ll put you to bed while I unpack.”

“I can help unpack, Daddy.”

“No, Little girls don’t carry things. You might trip and fall. Besides, you’re exhausted.”

“You must be tired too.” She felt terrible that she kept waking him up at night. “I’m sorry I’ve been waking you up.”

“Another sorry?” he queried. “Someone is already owed a big spanking and she’s trying to add to it.” He shook his head.

She gasped. “That’s not true, Daddy! I can say sorry when things are my fault.”

“It’s not your fault, though. These nightmares aren’t something you can help. And I would always rather be woken up than you have to go through them on your own.”

“You are such a good Daddy.”

“I try, baby.”

Her phone beeped, and she groaned as she leaned down and drew it out of her bag.

“Who is it?” he asked.

“Oliver. He is just wishing us a good trip and to let him know if I need him to do anything.”

He was a good assistant. She should give him a raise.

“He’s offering to come out to the lake house if I need something.”

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