“You’re not sleeping in the guest room, Little one.”
She blinks. “Wait, you already knew that before you brought me up here. That’s why you didn’t show it to me at first.”
“Right.”
“But you didn’t know me at all a few hours ago.”
“I did. I knew enough. Now I know more. And you’re never sleeping without me again. Naps, maybe, but not at night. Let me get you something for the pain. Be right back.”
I head for the bathroom, grab a bottle of acetaminophen, and shake two pills into my hand. After a quick jog back to the kitchen, I return with a sippy cup of water.
I help my girl sit partway so she can take the pills.
“Are you okay with me going to your apartment and packing some things while you sleep?”
“Yes. Thank you.” She grabs my hand. “For everything. You’re making a horrible situation disappear, and I really appreciate it. I pictured myself at a shelter tonight. I never sleep well on a cot in a shelter, and everything is doubly difficult with my broken arm.”
I lean over and kiss her forehead before tucking the covers around her. “I’m glad you came to me, Little one. I’ll let the guys and Rachell know you’re sleeping while I’m gone, but you’ll be safe here. No one can get up to this floor without knowing the code or cutting off my thumb to use it for the print.”
She winces. “Let’s hope that doesn’t happen. It sounds so barbaric.”
I don’t tell her that shit like that happens every day in the dark corners of the world. I’ve personally known of incidents. That’s too brutal for my Little girl. She never needs to know about the darker side of my job.
I sit on the edge of the bed and kiss her temple. I can’t help myself. I want my lips on her. “Is there anything in particular you want me to grab?”
She sighs. “I can’t even think. My computer, of course. Some clothes.”
“Is there any drawer or part of your apartment you’d rather I didn’t see, Little one?” It would be a giant test of my will not to snoop, but I won’t do it. My Little girl deserves some boundaries.
She narrows her gaze at me and then giggles. “If I told you that, it would be the first place you looked.”
“Cross my heart. I won’t invade your privacy.”
“You gave me a bath, Blade. Your fingers swiped over my nipples and through my folds. All lines have already been crossed.”
I smirk. “Little girl, that was nothing. Totally innocent. If you thought that was invasive, your head will spin off when I spread you open, shave your pussy bare, and then thrust my tongue into you.”
She gasps, her wide eyes unblinking.
I lean in close so our faces are inches apart. “Have you ever shaved your pussy before?”
She shakes her head slightly.
“Are you opposed to such a thing?”
She licks her lips and shakes her head again before whispering, “I wasn’t sure if men really liked that.”
“Some do. Some don’t. I don’t mind either way if you decide you don’t like how it feels.” I nuzzle my nose against hers before continuing, “But leave it for me. I don’t want you cutting yourself.”
Her breath hitches and becomes erratic.
“You like the idea, don’t you, naughty girl?”
A slow nod. Her cheeks are red now.
“Next time I give you a bath, then, while your pussy is warm.”
She swallows hard.
