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He noticed that Jenner was giving him a strange look and that his hold on Immy had tightened.

If Immy looked at him the way that she looked at Jenner . . . well, Tobias wouldn’t hesitate to claim her.

He was in no way good enough for her. But that wouldn’t stop him. Tobias wasn’t the sort of guy who denied himself something or someone if he wanted them.

And while Immy wasn’t his usual type, there was something about her . . . hmm. This would take some thinking about if she was really what he wanted.

But if Jenner couldn’t pull his head out of his ass to see what was right in front of him . . . well, his loss could be Tobias’s gain. Then he would be the guy sitting on the chair with Immy wrapped around him.

But he’d damn well make sure that no other man was sliding her slippers on her feet or tucking a blanket around her.

Nope. Only Tobias would touch Immy if she was his.

She intrigued him. He was attracted to her. But that didn’t mean he wanted anything more.

“Good. I’ve got a few things that I’ve written down that you’ll need to know to take care of Immy.” Sampson went to slide a piece of paper across the table to Tobias, but before he could grab it, Jenner did.

Jenner quickly read it over. “Do you really think this is necessary?”

“You’re going to be busy,” Sampson replied. “He’s going to be with Immy and he might need this stuff.”

“But normally . . .” Jenner trailed off.

“Normally, we have Abe and Isaiah with us to watch her. I’m just covering all bases. We have to make sure that Immy is safe and cared for.”

Jenner didn’t look happy, but he nodded. Then he flicked the piece of paper over to Tobias.

Tobias read it over as Immy started to make noises.

“I’m going to go get her some breakfast,” Jenner said, standing with her in his arms.

“We’ve got to go soon,” Sampson said. “You’re due at a meeting downtown at ten.”

“They can fucking wait,” he snapped as he shifted Immy around so she was cradled to his chest.

She was so tiny that she seemed to fit there perfectly. And for a brief moment, Tobias thought he saw something like extreme longing on the other man’s face.

Hmm.

So why wasn’t he making a move on her?

“Any questions?” Sampson asked.

“It seems straight-forward,” Tobias said. “Make sure she eats regularly. Don’t let her eat just sugar. Ensure she has her medication morning and night. If she gets ill, call you. Give her plenty of warning in the morning before we have to go anywhere.”

“Yeah, Isaiah will set alarms on her phone to help wake her up,” Sampson told him. “She’s like this most mornings and she can be hard to get going if you don’t wake her early enough. She needs her medication with food. And, again, it can be hard to get her to eat in the mornings.”

“All day,” Isaiah added.

“Food, other than sugar, isn’t Immy’s priority,” Sampson said. “Also, just watch she doesn’t get taken in by anyone.”

“What does that mean?” Tobias asked. “And would Immy like you telling me this? Shouldn’t she be the one to tell me?”

“You don’t know her well. But she doesn’t ever ask anything from anyone. All she wants is to take care of everyone. Even if she runs herself into the ground doing it,” Sampson explained.

“Immy’s very sweet. If she sees someone in trouble, she’ll want to help them,” Isaiah said. “But not everyone is as kind and innocent as she is. Should be fine, you’re only going for a few days.”

Sampson grunted. “Doesn’t take long for Immy to get into trouble. Remember the box of kittens?”

Isaiah groaned. “Yep. And the guy that told her that he’d lost his dog only to steal her handbag.”

“What the hell?” Tobias snapped as anger filled him. “Who was supposed to be watching her?”

“No one then. Now, things are different. There’s also another level of danger considering her relationship to Jenner.

She’s been photographed a few times with him and even though the press know that she’s his assistant, the fact we all live together seems a hot topic for the fucking tabloids,” Sampson said.

“Look, just, if there’re any problems with Immy, call me.

It’s best to get on top of any issues immediately. Especially health ones.”

“What does she take medication for?” Tobias asked.

Sampson and Isaiah shared a look.

“That’s above your pay grade,” Sampson told him, standing.

“What about her Little side? Does she have a Daddy?” Tobias asked. He knew he was pushing it by asking. But he was living here now. And they were basically assigning him as her bodyguard. Not that he had any problems with that.

But he wanted to know what the dynamic was here because he didn’t really get it. They all seemed to take care of her and yet they didn’t seem to be in a relationship with her. Did they fulfill a Daddy role for her without being in a sexual relationship? He knew that happened.

“Little side?” Sampson asked quietly.

“Yeah. It’s kind of obvious she’s a Little, I get why you didn’t tell me or put it down. Guess it’s not really my business. But if there’s anything she needs . . . who do I go to for that?”

Would he go to one of them for that? Or do it himself? He wasn’t sure.

The other men stared at him.

“I don’t know why you’d think Immy is a Little, but she’s not,” Isaiah said. “And we don’t fulfil any sort of Daddy role for her.”

Okay.

He watched as Sampson and Isaiah left.

That was just weird.

So either he was off in his assessment and Immy wasn’t a Little. Or she was and for some reason they were all in denial.

Or was it just Immy in denial and the rest of them went along with it? Because he’d thought they all gave off Daddy vibes.

Sampson especially.

And Jenner too.

But . . . he could be wrong. It had happened once or twice in his life.