Truly Daddy. Cara Colter
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her own chair, sat eagerly on her knees, broke open her cookie and moved her eyes back and forth as if she could really read her fortune.
“You first,” she told her uncle.
Garret read, “‘You will be richly rewarded for all your efforts.”’
He and his rescue buddies had always played a game in which they spiced up the fortune by adding the words “in bed” to the end of it He glanced at Miss California over there and couldn’t stop the thought from going through his mind. I wish.
He reminded himself sternly to be a proper daddy.
“You next,” Angelica ordered Frey, her adoring slave.
“You will catch many criminals and be a hero,” Frey deadpanned.
Angelica eyed him cynically. “Liar,” she proclaimed.
He laughed and read her the real one. “‘Leam to let go of past troubles. The future is bright.’”
“Now you,” Angelica said to Toni.
“‘You will know great happiness,’” Toni said, but the fortune did not seem to make her happy. A faint frown pulled at her lips and lowered her brows.
Garret added a silent “in bed” and his blood turned so hot he had to leave quickly to get more water for the cocoa.
“That’s almost exactly what the man in Chinatown said when he gave me the ring,” Toni mused.
Her voice was thick and rich, like whipped cream. Not that he wanted to be thinking about her and whipped cream in the same sentence.
“Read mine.” Angelica pressed hers into Toni’s hand.
He felt mildly annoyed. Replaced already? He told himself Toni was closer, that he was still over at the counter fussing with hot-chocolate things. Little old ladies fussed, he corrected himself. Men—what—managed?
An hour ago, he wouldn’t have been giving mere semantics so much thought. See? She was the kind of woman who changed things.
“‘People look to you for leadership,’” Toni read.
He chose that moment to turn from the counter with a stray laden with a kettle and more hot chocolate. He looked at his miniature niece, who was glowing prettily, and then at Toni, who had broken into the most beautiful smile. She had deep dimples when she smiled.
He bet she smiled often. He bet some men would make it a full-time job trying to coax that smile out of her.
He set everything back on the counter. Enough was enough.
“What does that mean?” Angelica asked.
“It means people follow you,” he told her. “Eat your cookie, and then we’ll all follow you to bed. It’s getting late.”
Angelica nibbled her cookie in painfully small bites while grilling Toni about where she lived.
“Is it hot in California all the time? Do you go to the beach every day? Do you wear a bikini?”
Another thought that made his mouth go dry. He’d been living like a hermit too damn long. She said she didn’t wear bikinis. He wondered why the hell not. If ever a woman was born for one, she was.
“Do you see whales? Dolphins? Kangaroos? Gophers?”
He recognized his darling niece was now using stall tactics to delay her bedtime despite the heaviness of her eyes. In a minute, her head would flop down on the table and she’d be asleep. Once, she had slipped from her chair and onto the floor so quickly, he hadn’t even realized what was happening.
“Angie, bedtime,” he said firmly. He scooped her up and went down the hall with her.
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