Daddy's Angel (Montana Daddies 7)

“So what are you doing right now? Surely this isn’t procedure?”

“You are right.” He stood and walked out of the room. “Stay there.”

11

Um. So what the hell just happened? He laid that all on her and then he just left?

“The man has more mood swings than a tired toddler in need of a nap.”

“Speaking of naps, need to get you on a sleep schedule. Might help with the sleepwalking,” Bain told her, walking back into the room with his phone in his hand.

She froze at those words. Sleepwalking? He knew she sleepwalked? But how? Why hadn’t he said anything before now? When had he seen her?

And what was he doing, right?

She stood, groaning at another cramp. That Tylenol just wasn’t cutting it. She needed more.

“Where are you going?” he growled. “Thought I told you to stay put.”

“Bain, you can’t just tell me to stay put and expect me to obey.”

“I can’t? Would make life so much easier.”

He wasn’t serious, was he? Then she noticed his mouth twitch. The ass!

“Sit down, baby. You’re in pain. I don’t like it.” He watched her worriedly. Damn it! Now he was back to being sweet. She couldn’t keep up with him.

“I don’t like it either. I need more Tylenol.”

“Haven’t you taken any yet?”

“Yeah, I took a couple just before. But it’s not cutting it.” She hoped Dominic hurried back.

“You can’t take any more,” he told her.

“What? Why?”

“I’ll read the instructions, but pretty sure you’re not supposed to take more than two.”

“I’m sure it’s just a recommended dose,” she muttered. “Um, Bain, how did you know that I sleepwalk?”

He fiddled with his phone then brought it up to his ear. “Kent. It’s me. I quit.”

Her eyes widened. Wait. Kent? As in Kent Jensen? And quit? Was he quitting his job? Why?

“No, not my job, just this job.”

Her heart started again. Thank God for that. But wait. . .he was quitting his job as her bodyguard? He was leaving her?

Tears started to well.

“Nah, I’m staying on to protect her. Just can’t do it while you’re paying me. Yeah. No. Because she’s mine. Got it.”

He ended the call and placed it on her bedside table.

“You didn’t say goodbye.”

Okay, Ari. That is seriously not important. So his manners were atrocious. What did that matter?