Daddy's Little Runaway (Daddy 11)

“That doesn’t have to be decided right now. But let's go back to the condo until everything is settled here.”

She gazed around and then nodded. “Okay.”

“We’ll be back soon. Do you want to grab some of your clothes and things?”

“Yes. Someone messed up my room, but I think my clothes are fine. I’ll just need to wash them.”

“We can do that at the condo.”

He followed her upstairs. She was aware of his footsteps behind her, and it made her feel safe at the same time it sent a thrill up her spine.

She pulled a suitcase down from the hall closet, placed it on her bed, and started folding things into it.

“Thank you,” she said as he handed her things. “How much should I take?”

“Let’s take two suitcases, and we’ll come back for more.”

She nodded and kept packing. After she had filled a bag with the things from the bathroom, they walked downstairs and out the front door.

She watched as he locked the house and then followed her with the bags.

Her gaze stayed on the house as they pulled away.

“We’ll come back.”

She twisted her head to see him. “I know.” It didn’t make her feel any better, though. Her stomach tightened further with every mile they put between her and her home.