Protector Daddy (MC Daddies 3)

“What will Damon do about Luther?”

“You don’t need to worry about it.”

That didn’t make her feel better.

“This is silly. Nobody knows who I am or where I’m staying. I’m sure I’ll be safe on my own.”

He snorted. “How long you been in the city?”

“Ahh, this is my fifth night.”

“And how many times you been threatened or in danger?”

Hmm. She was starting to see where he was going with this. She wisely kept her mouth closed. But he made a noise that suspiciously sounded like amusement. Although she may have misread that as she didn’t think much amused him.

“Your choices are to stay with me or go home.”

“I can’t go home.”

“Then your choice is clear.”

“I don’t want to put you out. I’m sure you don’t really want me coming to stay with you. I don’t even know you. I mean, we’re strangers. Why do you even care what happens to me?”

He was silent for a long moment. “Why’d you care what happened to me?”

Shoot.

“What do you mean?”

“You searched me out to warn me. You didn’t have to do that.”

She sighed. “Because I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if I hadn’t warned you.”

“Were you going to try again?”

“Yeah, I was going to try again.”

He nodded. “You’re staying with me.”

And that was that. She was too tired to argue anymore. At least tonight.

“You’re okay with Mr. Fluffy coming to stay too?” She patted the sleeping puppy.

“Yep.”

“What about my stuff? Can we go grab it?”

“Get you new stuff.”

“But there are things there I need. Nobody knows where I’m staying. It can’t be unsafe to go grab my things, surely?” She couldn’t do without Chompers or her onesies.

Oh, and her meds were important too.

He sighed. “Fine. What’s the address?”

She told him and he lowered the partition to speak quietly to the driver.

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