“Yummy, this looks great, Daddy!” she said.
Then she stared up at him in shock. Was this the first time that she’d called him Daddy? Out loud?
Cash grinned, satisfaction shining out of his face. “Good. I’m glad you like it. Come on, let’s make some squishies.”
They managed to make four squishies before someone walked in on them.
“Squishy making, huh?” Ralen asked as he sat on the couch with a beer.
And a frown.
That seemed very un-Ralen like. Well, not the beer. She’d seen him drink. But the frown.
“Everything all right?” Cash asked him.
“Just our current issue becoming more and more urgent.”
“You have an urgent issue?” she asked, stopping what she was doing. Why hadn’t Cash told her? If he had to go he should just say.
Not that she wanted him to leave. The idea of it made her stomach tighten. But she didn’t own him.
She knew that very well.
“It’s not urgent. Not yet. The thing that we’ve lost could just turn up. They always do,” Cash said.
Ralen shot him a look. “And if they don’t? Then we’re in the shit. The big guy is researching ways to get here safely.”
What?
What big guy? What did he mean, get here safely? Why wouldn’t he be able to get here safely?
“This isn’t something we should be talking about now,” Cash warned.
“Yeah, you’re right. So can anyone do this or is it just for the cool kids?” he asked as he settled on the floor next to her.
“Just for the cool kids,” she told him. “But it’s just as well you are one.”
“Oh, thanks, Trouble. You always know just what to say.”
45
Cash came awake as Ralen shook him. “Wake up! We have to go!”
“Go? Go where?” It took his brain a moment to catch up, and then he realized where he was. He’d fallen asleep in the spare bedroom at the safe house. He’d thought about sneaking in with Addie after he’d put her to bed earlier.
But he’d figured that might be a bit creepy. Even if waking up with her hand on his dick was definitely his favorite way to wake up.
“What’s going on? Are the girls in danger?” His heart pounded.
Get to Addie.
Protect her.
“No. Nobody’s found the safe house. This isn’t about the girls. Ortega called me. He needs us. Now.”
Shit.
He got out of bed. “What’s the time?”
