Page 113 of Daddy's Trust
“Not that it’s a competition,” Monroe added.
Addie moved out from under the blanket and Dotty handed a tablet to her. It looked like the same one she’d used at Callahan Security.
“Ralen gave this to me. Apparently, it got delivered this morning.”
Addie glanced over at the door, wondering if Cash was still on the other side.
“He’s gone to have a shower,” Dotty told her, accurately reading her mind. “Ralen had to help convince him. He looked like he was ready to camp out until you opened the door.”
“He looked really unhappy,” Monroe added. “I think because he upset you.”
Really? He was concerned about her being upset?
That was kind of sweet.
Something that she was certain most people wouldn’t think about Cash Savage.
“What’s going on?” Monroe asked. “I mean, I know this is all shit. You must be really stressed out by now being away from all your things and your bed.” She leaned forward to look at Dotty. “Do you think the two of you could return? Without being in danger, I mean?”
“I don’t know. I keep racking my brain for different scenarios. But we don’t know enough about what’s going on to predict how these people will react. Do I think they’d come after us in Las Vegas? No. I don’t. Especially now that you’ve taken down the photos.”
Monroe had removed all of the photos and sent copies to Brody so he could go over them.
“I just don’t get it.” Monroe picked at the bedcover. “None of this makes sense.”
“What upset you, Addie? Is Cash bothering you? If he is, just say it and I’ll get him removed. Ink can find someone else to cover for him. I’m sure he’ll be interested to know if hisemployees aren’t behaving professionally. What does he mean by trouble? What kind of threat is that? Was it a violent one? Are you concerned that he will hit you?”
Whoa, Dotty had gone to the worst-case scenario very quickly, even for her.
“No, nothing like that,” she wrote into the tablet, letting Batman do the talking. “I’m not scared that he will hit me. Cash wouldn’t do something like that.”
“We don’t know him,” Dotty warned her. “We don’t know these guys at all.”
“Well, I do know that Cash doesn’t even work for Ink. He’s not getting paid for this. Neither does Ralen. They just feel some obligation to help me.”
Both Dotty and Monroe tensed.
“What?” Dotty asked. “They don’t work for him?”
She shook her head.
“That’s weird,” Dotty said.
Monroe leaned forward to look at their older sister. “How is it weird that they’d do this for Addie?”
Dotty frowned. “No, I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant, why would they do this for someone they barely know if they’re not getting paid?”
“Because they’re good people, Dotty,” Addie said through the tablet. “And I’m not concerned about Cash hurting me, certainly not physically. I just got a bit embarrassed because . . . because everyone was looking at me. I’m nothisLittle. He’s not my Daddy. And he never will be. It’s not like he’d ever want to be that.”
“Why wouldn’t he want to be?” Dotty asked. “I couldn’t imagine having a better Little than you. You’re everything that I would think a Little should be. Not like me. Not that I’m a Little, of course. If anything, I’m a Domme, right?”
There was a strange note to her sister’s voice. It almost sounded like hurt.
“You can be whatever you want to be, Dotty,” Monroe told her.
Dotty just shook her head. “No, I can’t. Anyway, back to the issue at hand. You ran in here because you were embarrassed that Cash was trying to boss you around and act like your Daddy.”
“I guess.” Also that she wanted him to be her Daddy and didn’t want anyone to see that when she knew he never would be. “I’ve gone and made a mess of everything, haven’t I?”
