Daddy's Little Warrior (Daddy 13)

Her heart sank. It didn’t matter. To her, it would never be right. “So, it would be all right if a man touched me even though you know I’d never leave you?”

Her heart felt like it seized for a moment in her chest. She could be beaten or even killed for talking like that in her village.

“Fuck no, I wouldn’t like it. You didn’t see me push her hand off me when she touched me. I know now not to sit by her, and she’ll hear about it if she tries it again.”

Aisha exhaled and leaned against his chest. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Tell me about your afternoon.”

“We fell asleep watching a movie. She started it again when we woke up, and then Devon was bringing me back to you.” She didn’t know if she should say anything about the man who scared them and decided to let it go. If Devon wanted to say anything, it was fine.

“How about we change, and I take you out to eat?”

The thought of leaving the building was terrifying, but she had to do it sometime, and the longer she waited, the worse her fear would be. “That sounds good.”

He lifted her off his lap. “Let’s do it. I’m starved and want a nice thick steak.”

It sounded good to her too, but she didn’t eat a lot of meat because it was very hard to come by back home, and she had to be careful not to overeat, or her stomach would start to hurt.

But Aisha would enjoy the dinner because she was with Drake. He was all she needed.