Daddy’s Little Runaway by Lila Fox
Chapter Nine
He cupped her face and caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. “Baby, we have to stop before this gets out of hand.”
“But…”
“No, pet. It’s too soon for where this is headed. I’m not going anywhere, and you can kiss me whenever you want. But for now, that’s all we’ll do.”
She thought about it for a moment and then nodded. She couldn’t believe how disappointed she was but at the same time understanding what he was saying.
“Okay.”
“Good.” He pressed a quick kiss to her lips before taking her hand and pulling her along behind him. “I made steak and baked potatoes. How does that sound?”
“Yummy.”
He led her to the table that was already set.
“Go ahead and sit, pet. I’ll be right back.”
“Can I help with anything?”
He shook his head. “No. It’s all ready. I’m just getting the plate from the warmer.”
Her eyes widened at the huge steaks and potatoes he set on the table in front of her.
He chuckled. “Just eat what you can.”
He slid one of each onto her plate and then moved the butter and sour cream to her.
They had taken a few bites when he cleared his throat. “I’ve talked to both Lacey and your aunt. They are both relieved that you are doing well and want to see you when you feel up for it.”
“Tonight?”
“No, it’s too late for that, pet. Your aunt’s visiting hours stop at five, and Lacey is out with Cason. But definitely tomorrow. We can call your aunt tonight, though. Your nap lasted longer than I thought it would, but I’m glad because you needed the rest.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Would you like a bath tonight before bedtime?”
“Oh, my gosh, yes.”
He laughed. “All right, a bath it is. Lacey sent some things down for you to wear tomorrow, and other things like bubble bath.”
She clapped. “She’s so sweet.”
“Yes, she is.” He smiled. “Finish up. I want us in bed early.”
She set her fork down. “Will I be able to sleep with you?”
His hand paused as he raised the glass to take a drink. “I’m not sure that’s….”
“Please. I feel safe with you.”
“All right. How about we watch a movie in bed before we fall asleep?”
“Yes!”
He chuckled.
They finished and cleaned up their meal.
Devon grabbed her hand. “Let’s get that bath ready.”
“I hope you’re going to take one with me.” Part nervousness and part excitement filled her at the thought of seeing him naked. “God, I can’t wait to be able to touch him.” Her fingertips practically tingled.
He snorted.
“Oh, God, I said that last part out loud, didn’t I?”
“Yes. I also want to touch you very much, but we have to wait.”
“So, no bath for you?” she asked in disappointment.
He smiled. “Not tonight.”
“Oh.”
He released her hand and bent to start the water in the tub. After it was the right temperature, he added the bubbles. She got excited as they grew, overtaking the top of the water.
“I’m going to put your hair up. We’ll wash it in the morning.”
“That’s okay. It takes a long time to dry.”
“Let’s get the shirt off.”
She clutched the material in her fists. “Wait…”
“Baby, you can’t get in the tub with the shirt on. Remember, I’ve already seen you naked. Besides, we have to keep your bandage dry, so I’ll have to help bathe you.”
She slowly released the shirt and then stood stiffly and let him unbutton it. He slipped it off her and threw it in the laundry basket.
“All right, let’s get you in.”
He took her hand and helped her step into the tub. She sat down and leaned back.
“Oh, this feels so good.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”
She was vaguely aware of Devon placing her arm on a folded towel on the wide rim of the tub.
“Do you think you can leave it there while I wash you?”
Her eyes opened. “Yes. I promise to hold really still.”
He chuckled and reached for a washcloth. Then he added some gel to it.
“That smells good. What is it?”
“Lacey said it was called Vanilla Splash.”
“I like it.”
He grinned. “I like it, too.”
When the cloth he was using glided over her body, she bit back a moan. She wanted him to linger at her breasts or between her legs. Although he cleaned every inch of her body, he did it quickly and without a lot of emotion.
Maybe he wasn’t attracted to her? That was very possible, and it made her sad. She wanted to ask him but became shy. The thought of asking him that kind of question made her anxious. She’d be so embarrassed if he told her he wasn’t attracted to her.
When he was finished bathing her, he let her lay back and relax.
She became drowsy and closed her eyes. Even though the arousal he had caused was still there, she still had a lot of sleep to catch up on.
“I think you’re about done, pet. Let’s get you out.”
He helped her to stand on the bathmat and then used a towel to dry her. Once again, he didn’t miss a spot, and there was still no reaction from him, except he seemed to be gritting his teeth, and a muscle in his jaw throbbed.
“Are you mad at me?”
He glanced at her in surprise. “No, not at all.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“What made you think I was?”
“Your face got hard.”
A look crossed his face that she couldn’t decipher.
“No, pet. Not at all. I just want to get you comfortable so you can rest.”
She bit down on her lip to keep herself from asking more questions.
He walked away and came back with another shirt of his.
“Let’s get this on you. Lacey also sent some new panties down, so we’ll put a pair of them on.” He held up the package. “Is there any color you prefer?”
A smile grew across her face at the rainbow colors of the panties. “Is there purple or pink?”
“Both. Pick which one.”
“Purple tonight and pink tomorrow.”
He chuckled. “That sounds like a good plan.”
He squatted in front of her, and she set her hands on his shoulders to step into the underwear.
“There we go. Let’s get your teeth brushed and then into bed. You can look for a movie while I shower.”
Within two minutes, he was tucking her into bed.
“I’ll be right back.”
She watched the door close behind him and had an immense urge to walk into the bathroom because she wanted to see him naked. Most of his body had been visible the night before, but she hadn’t been able to see his penis.
What if he really wasn’t attracted to her and she never got a chance to see him? God, that would break her heart.
She had no idea how long she sat and stared at the door, but she was pulled out of daydreaming when the door opened, and he stepped out in shorts again.
He chuckled. “Honey, you haven’t even turned on the television.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I guess I spaced out.”
He climbed into bed beside her and took the remote from her. “I know it’s early, but would you rather just go to sleep?”
She nodded. “If it’s okay with you.”
“It’s fine.”
“Will you hold me as you did earlier?”
“Yes, baby. Of course, I will. Let’s get you situated, so you’re comfortable.”
She lay on her side with her back to his chest and waited until he moved into place. Only when his arm rested on her waist, and she could feel his breath against the back of her head, was she able to relax and close her eyes.
“Good night, Devon.”
She felt him kiss the back of her head and smiled.
“Good night, baby.”
