Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
“I like ice cream,” Caroline said, perking up.
“I’m going to ignore that my Little girl can be distracted from no sex for the promise of a frozen dairy treat,” Wraith muttered before encouraging Caroline to lie back.
Razor chuckled as he gathered some supplies and grabbed gloves. He’d just snapped one on when his phone rang with the ringtone he’d programmed for Honey.
“Sorry, I need to check that Honey’s fine,” he told the couple, moving to the side of the room.
“Hey, sweetheart. Are you okay?” Razor asked.
“I’m fine. I wanted to thank you for the yummy sandwich,” Honey told him.
“I’m glad. Can I call you back in fifteen minutes or so? I have a patient in my exam room.”
“Hi, Honey,” Caroline said loudly.
“Is that Caroline?” Honey demanded.
The hair on the back of Razor’s neck stood up at her tone. She was upset. “Yes, Honey. Caroline and Wraith are here. I’ll call you back as soon as possible, okay?”
“Are you examining her? Like she’s naked?” Honey whispered, sounding horrified.
Suspecting she’d never considered the intimate nature of his job, Razor lifted a finger to signal he’d be back in a minute to his patient and walked out of the room to speak privately to his Little girl. Her apprehension was natural and best discussed in person. Razor kept his tone light to reassure her. “Honey, I’ll be glad to talk through things with you soon. I can’t reveal any information about my patients because of privacy rules.”
“She is naked! You’re looking at another woman naked.”
“Take a deep breath, Honey. I’m a doctor. I treat my patients to help keep them healthy. That’s all.”
“I hadn’t thought of you looking at other women,” she said so quietly he had to strain to hear her.
“Examining and treating, Little girl. They’re totally different. Will you be okay for a short time? I’ll come home, and we can discuss anything you wish.”
“I’m all right. I’ll see you in a while.”
“Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll return soon,” Razor promised as she disconnected the call.
Something was definitely wrong. He needed to see her but couldn’t leave Caroline suffering from an infection. Opening the door, he returned to his patient, forcing himself to shift his focus from worried Daddy to concerned doctor.
“Problems?” Wraith asked quietly as Razor stripped off his glove and drew on a fresh pair.
Razor gave a small shake of his head and changed the subject to protect his Little girl’s privacy. “Let’s get Caroline checked out so she can recover quickly.”
Chapter 15
Honey stared at the dark phone screen in her hand. She shook her head to clear her imagination of what was happening in the exam room right now. Caroline was perfect—healthy, young, and so adorably curvy. She didn’t have bruises from falls, nor was she stuck wearing a wrap around a hurt ankle. And her future? It had to be a lot more promising than Honey’s.
A sick feeling grew in the pit of Honey’s stomach. She liked Caroline. The romance author had welcomed her eagerly. Honey didn’t doubt how much the other woman loved Wraith. She could sense the strong emotions tying them together. They were a storybook couple.
But other women he treated? Would they tumble into love with the charismatic, handsome-as-hell doctor as quickly as Honey had?
“Razor didn’t fall for any of them before he met you!” Honey reminded herself aloud.
Even as her words faded from the air, Honey didn’t know that. Maybe he’d pursued a line of women before her. What would make Razor decide he was her Daddy? Why had he chosen her over other women? Unless…. Maybe he enjoyed having a sick partner—someone he could take care of.
“Razor’s not like that,” she announced. “He likes me because I’m me. Not because I have an illness.”
Or did he?
A sudden movement outside caught her attention. A white chicken with tufts of feathers decorating its small head stood on the outer sill of the window, peeking in at her. She’d already spotted the fluffy creature and its companion in Razor’s backyard. They enchanted Honey as they strutted their stuff.
This time the creature’s beady eyes stared at her as if she was the strange addition to this community. Honey swallowed hard. Would she ever truly belong in the Devil Daddies’ compound? Everyone was always pleasant to her, but….
Doubts and worries flooded her mind. She didn’t want to impose on anyone. Would the other MC members feel saddled by her presence in the compound?
Honey pushed the soft blanket from her lap. Her fingers lingered on the Devil Daddies MC logo. This had seemed like home. Everyone had welcomed her and been so nice because of their friendship with Razor. They didn’t know her. Not really.
She needed to get out of here. Honey maneuvered herself onto the wheeled knee scooter and navigated to the bedroom. Where had Razor put her luggage? Maybe in the closet?