Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57726 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57726 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
“I’ll tell him,” Scythe assured her. He paused outside the door, out of the way to listen.
“My Daddy is the best,” Winnie shared with Caroline.
“I would argue that mine is better, but I think we both ended up with great Daddies. You haven’t known Scythe for long. How do you feel about him?”
“He’s my Daddy,” Winnie said.
“I’m so happy for you. It’s your turn. See if you can land on the bonus space.”
Scythe nodded as he walked away. Finding his Little girl was the best feeling ever. As he entered the kitchen, he discovered Wraith sitting on the screened-in porch. He grabbed his beer and went to join the large man.
“Settle in. You’ll be here for a while. I have wings to throw on the grill. Want to stay for dinner?” Scythe suggested.
“Can you make them hot?”
“Hotter than your mouth can handle,” Scythe promised.
“Not possible. You’ll have to make some mild ones for the girls.”
“Definitely. I have broccoli and apple slices to go with them.”
“Crap. I’ve been eating healthy so Caroline eats her veggies. I avoid broccoli like the plague. Any chance you’d make something different?” Wraith asked.
“Now that I know you don’t like broccoli, I’m serving it every time you eat over here.”
“Of course you are.” Wraith held out his beer bottle, and Scythe clinked his against it. “Congratulations, brother. I’m glad you found her.”
“Thank you, Wraith. I guess we should thank Caroline. She’s the one who convinced you to let her enter Inferno.”
“Oh, I’ll put an extra sticker on her chart tonight.”
“You have a sticker chart? Tell me about it. I think Winnie would like that as well.”
The two Daddies settled in for a long chat. Scythe was glad to have someone to bounce ideas off. He and Wraith had been friendly since he joined the Devil Daddies. Now, they had a common bond—a very special one.
Chapter 14
“Daddy, I had so much fun with Caroline. She was really nice when I remembered about my mom and started crying.”
“You should have come to see me or let me know you were upset,” Scythe said, wrinkles of concern forming on his forehead.
“It didn’t last long, Daddy. I was sad for a few minutes. Caroline patted my back to comfort me.”
“She is very nice,” Scythe agreed. “Do you think she’d make a good Little friend?”
Winnie bounced with excitement as she nodded. “We’re going to get together in her nursery next time. I can’t wait to see it.”
“That will be fun. Come with me, Chipmunk. I think you got wing sauce on every inch of your skin,” Scythe said, taking her hand and leading her down the hallway.
“They were yummy. Will you make them again? Wraith’s face was almost scary when he put extra hot sauce on the habanero wings. He doesn’t really have a mouth lined with asbestos.”
Scythe chuckled. “He definitely drank a lot of milk, trying to cool everything down.”
“You like hot wings too. I can’t handle them. I always end up getting sauce in my eye or smeared on my skin. That hurts, Daddy.”
“It does. Let’s get you cleaned up before bedtime.” He stopped by the big tub in the enormous bathroom connected to the main bedroom. As she watched, he turned on the water.
“I won’t be able to sleep for hours, Daddy. I’m too wound up.”
“I know. I bet a hot bath and a bottle will help.”
“A bottle?” Winnie had never tried using one.
“A bath first. Come here, Chipmunk. Let’s get these sticky clothes off you. Maybe I need to buy some bibs like Wraith described.” He sat on the edge of the tub and drew her between his thighs.
“Those that are made like a towel with a hole you put your head through?” Winnie asked as he tugged her T-shirt over her shoulders.
“Those are the ones we should try. What do you think?” Winnie crossed her arms over her chest, trying to seem cool about him undressing her but inside freaking out a bit.
“No hiding from Daddy,” Scythe said sternly as he pulled her arms away and guided them down to her sides.
“Sorry. I’m not used to anyone seeing me.” Winnie forced herself to stay in place as he reached around her to unfasten her bra.
“I’m not just anyone, Chipmunk. I’m your Daddy. Maybe tomorrow needs to be naked as a blue jay day for you.” Scythe eased the cups of the lacy garment from her breasts and slid the straps down her arms.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“While you’re inside the house, you don’t wear clothes. Or only a diaper.”
“I can’t do that, Daddy.”
“Why is that, Chipmunk?” he asked as he pulled her leggings down.
“I have things to do for my mother’s service, and I need to meet with the lawyer. You know… I have important, clothing-required tasks,” Winnie stressed.
“And you will definitely get dressed for those,” he agreed before tapping on the toes of her left foot. “Lift this, please.”