Daddy's Little Runaway (Daddy 11)

Devon would have smiled when Lacey sank down into the water when he walked in and then went under when Zachary stepped into the room. She came up, sputtering and wiping the water from her face.

“Daddy, I’m naked in the bathtub,” she whispered frantically.

“So, Devon’s had his fingers in your ass.”

Devon saw Zachary’s eyebrows shoot up, but fortunately, he kept quiet.

“But the other…”

“Baby, If I want a room full of guys to see the beautiful woman who is mine, you’ll do it. This body belongs to me, so don’t you dare hide it from anyone I say. Now, answer Devon’s questions. As you can see, he’s about ready to lose it.”

The woman looked at him and then bit down on her lower lip.

“Where is she, honey?”

Lacey looked back at her husband and him. “She didn’t really say where.”

“Lacey,” Cason cautioned. “You’re already in trouble for not telling us right away.”

“But, Daddy, she’s my friend. I made a pinky promise.”

“Tell Devon where she is right now.”

Lacey sighed. “She talked about her apartment.”

“Dammit. There’s nothing there. I had everything taken away.”

“Maybe try her house,” Lacey suggested.

“I think I know why she ran,” Devon said. “What did she say to you?”

“She was horrified that you were hurt, and she blamed herself for it. I told her it wasn’t her fault, but she wouldn’t listen. She also thought you didn’t want her anyway because you wouldn’t let her touch you.”

“Fuck,” Devon growled. “That’s not it. I didn’t want her to get blood on her or her to see me in the bright light.”

“Hey, man, can I help?”

Devon turned to Zachary. “Yes. Come with me. I might need someone to block an exit.”

“You got it.”

“Will you need me?”

Devon looked at Cason. “You stay here and take care of your little. She might give us some more clues.”

Cason nodded. “Good luck.”

“Thank you.”

Devon raced out of the condo with Zachary hot on his heels.