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Page 11 of Daddy’s Little Duckling (Ivory Mountain Daddies #1)

CHAPTER ELEVEN

RAELYN

R ae tried hard to contain her excitement when Emmett’s truck pulled into the arcade parking lot. It had been years since she had done something like this.

Growing up that was the one thing that her parents did for all the kids. Up until they were thirteen years old, the family would go to the local arcade and celebrate. It was some of the best memories that she had from her childhood.

Grinning up at him, Raelyn reached for the door handle, stopping when she heard Emmett’s deep voice speak.

“Little girl, I will come around and help you out.”

She tried to wait patiently while he made his way around the truck to her side. Once Emmett opened the door and helped her out, Rae turned to dash across the parking lot. A hand shot out and grabbed her, spinning her till she was pressed against his hard and deliciously smelling chest.

“I understand you are excited and can’t wait to go inside to play, but if you try to dart across a parking lot again I won’t hesitate to spank your cute little butt.”

Her eyes widened at Emmett’s words. She couldn’t believe that he just threatened to spank her. “I’m sorry Sir. I just can’t wait to see all the fun games they have. I wasn’t thinking.” Rae replied sorrowfully.

Emmett leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss on her forehead before taking her hand and leading them inside.

After loading up a prepaid card with money for games, Emmett let Rae drag him all around the arcade before settling on which game she wanted to play first.

Stepping up to the skee ball machine, Emmett swiped the card before stepping back to let her play. Rae picked up the heavy ball and rolled it down the ramp.

She watched as the ball barely made it over the top before falling into the ten-point spot. Trying not to be discouraged, Raelyn picked up another ball and rolled it down the ramp as hard as she could. Frustrated that it too fell into the ten-point spot, she stomped her foot and began to pout.

She felt a presence behind her before she felt his hands slide around her, “Here Little darling, let me help you.”

Picking up the next ball, Emmett wrapped his hands around hers. Swinging back and releasing the ball, Rae jumped up and celebrated when the ball sank into the fifty-point spot.

Raelyn spun around and wrapped her arms around Emmett. Glancing up, she couldn’t help but blush at the look of adoration she saw in his eyes.

They continued to move around the arcade playing games. The place was filling up with more people and Rae could feel herself starting to get overwhelmed.

Not wanting to alert Emmett that anything was wrong, she pushed the feelings down and pretended that nothing was wrong. As they were finishing up their next game, the kid beside her decided to throw a fit and start screaming when their parents told them it was time to leave.

Raelyn felt her heart start to race and she knew that the panic attack she had been trying to avoid was quickly approaching. Turning and dashing away to the bathroom to be alone she could barely hear the yelling from Emmett as the door shut behind her.

Sinking to the floor near the sink, Rae wrapped her arms around her legs and hoped that this attack wouldn’t be as bad as her last one.

For as long as Rae could remember she had suffered from panic attacks. The therapists that her family took her to said that she would one day outgrow them.

When she was diagnosed with her sensory disorder that changed. She knew that the panic attacks would always be a part of her life, so she worked with the therapist to figure out coping mechanisms that helped her ease from them faster.

Since being kicked out of her parent’s house, Rae hasn’t been to therapy and most of the tricks she learned when younger didn’t help as much.

Beginning to count back from one hundred, Raelyn started rocking back and forth. She tried to focus on things around her that could help ground her senses.

That was proving to be difficult as her vision began to blur. Rae just knew that this attack would be a bad one, probably even one of her worse ones yet.