Daddy's Little Heiress (Daddy 10)

He had to bite back a chuckle at the horror in her tone.

“Honey, I swear…”

“Let me see it to make sure.”

His mouth dropped open. That was the last thing he excepted. “No.”

Her eyebrows rose. “No? Why?”

“Because I said so.” He closed his eyes. God, the whole situation was ludicrous.

Her bottom lip stuck out in a pout that he thought was incredibly adorable but wouldn’t work on him at this instant.

He rolled out of bed when she reached for his hand. “I’m going to shower. I’ll take care of you when I’m done. Stay in bed.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and scowled at him. He rolled his eyes, turned, and walked into the bathroom. He chuckled softly when he locked the door because he didn’t trust her not to come in.

When she got more comfortable, he’d have to set some more rules down. An important one he’d start with would be no arguing with him.

Cason snorted as he rushed through his shower. He grabbed a towel and dried himself before wrapping it around his waist.