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“I won’t be telling my father where I am, trust me. And I don’t think he’ll send anyone after me. As he liked to tell me, I was a constant headache to him.”

“Good. If he tries to contact you, then you will tell me immediately. You’ll promise me that.”

Right. It was time they got a few things straight.

“You know that you can’t make me promise that. And you definitely cannot forbid me from doing anything. You can’t make any rules beyond what is necessary to take care of Wyatt. And you cannot keep bossing me around.”

“I disagree. The fact that I’m going to be your Daddy while you’re here means that I can do all of that and more.”

Chapter Eighteen

Right.

Jeb hadn’t actually intended to say that. But it didn’t make it any less true.

He did want to be her Daddy while she was here. Sure, he didn’t know how that would work exactly. And they had to be mindful of Wyatt. The last thing he wanted was to upset him. Especially not when they seemed to be getting on better these last two days.

Since Casey moved in.

He knew that wasn’t a coincidence. Wyatt seemed to like her in a way he hadn’t felt about anyone since his mama’s death, other than Jeb’s own mother.

However, he felt this pull toward her. This urge to look after her. And he couldn’t ignore it.

Well, he didn’t want to ignore it was probably more accurate.

“My Daddy? While I’m here? What . . . what are you talking about? We can’t do that. We’re not . . . we’re not a couple.”

“How much do you know about this dynamic? I take it that your fiancé wasn’t your Daddy?”

“God, no. He was barely my fiancé. He . . . we only kissed. It never went beyond that. And before Derick, I just had high school boyfriends. Those relationships were over as quickly as they began.”

“How did you find out you were a Little?”

“My friend, Jordan. She’s the one I’m moving in with in Santa Barbara. She moved there after college, but she hated working in an office. A colleague invited her to this club. Turns out it was a BDSM club. She was kind of scared until she found the Littles room. Now, she works there. She told me that she was a Little, explained everything and that’s when I started to do some research.”

“Wait. That’s the club where you’re going to be working?” he snapped. “That’s not happening.”

“And why wouldn’t it be happening?” she replied with exasperation. “It’s my life. I get to choose what job I do.”

Fuck.

She was correct. He couldn’t tell her what she could and couldn’t do once she left here. Hell, he wasn’t certain she’d let him make the rules while she was here. She could turn around and tell him to fuck off.

“You’re right. I just know that those places can be like the wild west if there aren’t proper monitors in place.”

“Oh, Jordan said the owner is very protective of his employees. Everyone carries a panic button and there are monitors in each room. She said there was an incident the other day and all the bouncers were busy so she walked to her car by herself. Got into big trouble with the boss man. She thought he was going to spank her. I’m pretty sure that she wanted him to.” She giggled but he didn’t smile.

A job where the boss spanked his employees? What the hell?

No.

Not happening.

Jeb did not like the idea of anyone spanking his girl.

Not yours.

This is temporary.