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The thick, dark coffee tasted bitter on my tongue, almost as good as Louie’s. Almost.
I tried to clear my mind as the sky turned from dark blue to blue gray. Problem was, there was a little woman in there that had lodged herself into every single one of my thoughts. I sighed and adjusted my dick in the loosely fitting pajama pants. The fucking thing wouldn’t leave me alone.
When the sun crept over the horizon, I glanced to the left then the red cliffs on my right, absorbing the new day. I rotated my head back toward the eastern horizon just as Maddie stepped out through the front door.
The light behind her painted a halo around her mussed copper hair, and she moved toward me.
“There’s coffee,” I told her, gesturing toward the door with my cup.
She scrunched up her face and moved closer, looking at me with sad eyes and a question.
Through the MC’s developing plans over the last week, we had kind of been acting like a married couple from the 1950s: me going to work while she tended to the house. Then, I would come home at night and grill something while she cooked up something to go with my meat.
The stupid, weird thing happened three days ago.
Maddie had been screaming in the middle of the night. It took me a solid minute of shaking her and calling her name to wake her up, and by then, her chest had been heaving as she gasped for breath.
I’d planted myself on the end of her bed, waiting for her to ease back into sleep when she crawled into my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck, and laid her head on my shoulder. She hadn’t said a word, but in the silence and how she clung to me, I’d heard it anyway.
Daddy.
Now, as I looked up at her, I could see the remnants of tears spiking her lashes. She didn’t scream this time, but the ghosts still drove her nightmares.
“Ah, hell,” I breathed and opened my arm.
Maddie folded herself into my lap, and I felt her muscles melt.
Fuck, I was in so much goddamn trouble.
When my cup ran dry, I nudged Maddie. “Go put on something nice.”
Her eyes stretched and tears pooled on the lower lids.
“What is it?” I brushed a stray lock of hair from her face.
“That’s what . . .” Her lower lip quivered. “. . . Signora told me before . . .”
I clamped my jaw shut, biting down until pain shot into my skull. “How ’bout this, then? Go make yourself pretty for me.”
A tear fell and I thumbed it away, but her eyes brightened.
Bou had given her some nicer things, but I didn’t know if they were Maddie’s style. Some of the clothes, while they fit her physically, looked all wrong. They didn’t move right with her form.
While she was getting ready, I found my clothes recently folded and put away. This girl was too good to me. I normally shook out myclothes but left them stacked in the basket. I picked a pair of jeans and a clean shirt.
Maddie came out of her bedroom wearing a dress I’d always hated on Bou, doing a little booty shake, and I almost creamed my pants. This one, Bou got just right for Maddie, and damn did I want her in a dress like that every single day.
To see her pert little ass shimmying under the flowing material.
Fuck.
My cock ached, so I quickly cleared my throat. “Let’s go.”
Maddie met me at the door. “Where are we going?”
“I have a surprise for you,” I said.
She smiled, nibbling nervously on her bottom lip. Why did she have to go and do that? Every part of riding on my motorcycle—especially her thighs clamping around my hips—was already going to be torturous.
