Page 141 of Mountain Daddy (Mountain Men #2)

Kendra

Papi: Can you find an excuse to be out for the night?

Papi: I need you here.

Papi: I need you to stay over.

My core throbs at his question, still sore from last night.

And I wish I could go over there now. Wish I could be the one climbing into his bed, falling asleep under his covers. But there’s no way for me to do that without my dad asking a thousand questions.

And I’m not ready to tell him.

Not yet.

Me: Friday.

The mattress shifts.

I blink my eyes open. “Luther?”

“Hush, Baby.” He pulls me to him.

“I said I’d come over Friday.” I nuzzle against his chest.

“I know what you said. And I’ll wait to fuck you until then, but I never said I wasn’t coming over.” He pulls the blankets up over us, then smooths a hand over my hair. “Go to sleep.”

I wake up alone.

And I wonder if I dreamed him.

If it was all in my head.

But then I see it.

Sitting on my nightstand. Wrapped in clear plastic.

A brownie.