“Brave, foolish little girl,” he breathed against her lips. “How long have you been practicing behind my back?”
“A couple of weeks,” she admitted, hearing several whoops and lots of cheering from their friends. “I wanted to know I could do it, really do it, before I wasted your time going to D.C. I had to show you I’m doing my best to be someone you can be proud of, even if it hurts.”
“Princess, I’m fucking proud of you every time you get out of bed in a morning, you know that. This…this is more than I ever imagined. In a few weeks’ time, I’m guessing you’re going to blow my mind.” Daddy kissed her again, then set her back on her feet, turning her to face Bodie.
Slim arms wound around her, pulling her into a hug that stole her breath. “I didn’t know. My God, I didn’t know.” Crying, Bodie eased back and clasped Alicia’s face in hands as small as her own. “They said it was permanent, that you’d never walk again. How did they get it so wrong?”
“Long story,” Alicia said, then swayed slightly despite Daddy’s hold on her. “I’m sorry, I need to sit down.”
“Me too.”
*
He fell in love with her more every single day.
Once again, she’d surprised him with her drive to succeed, her willingness to push her limits past what could be deemed safe. His heart had been in his mouth with every damn step she’d taken, despite two of his good friends guarding her back.
Eight feet had become a minefield.
Of course, he’d spank her later for disregarding his rule of not putting herself in harm’s way, and for disobeying his order to not try and walk without him being there. The fresh bruises on her body made much more sense now. But the way he felt right now, that spanking would be a pleasurable one, strict enough to make a point, lenient enough to not punish progress.
After that…it had been a while since he’d enjoyed an excellent celebration fuck, and tonight there was so much to celebrate.
Two miracles in one night was a blessing.
Atticus left the girls to talk, even though his brain was fascinated by the similarities between the sisters. For all their fucking mistakes and cruelty, he couldn’t deny the McGees had produced two beautiful young women.
“That was unexpected,” Jasper commented as Atticus sat beside him. “It’s nice Bodie got to see it. Braun’s making noises about getting her and the baby inside for some rest.”
“She deserves it. All the stress, all the pain she’s gone through…”
“Look what she got out of it. A beautiful baby boy.”
“The risk paid off for them this time. I’m thrilled for them.” Atticus smiled over at the baby carrier where Braun was fussing over his son. “Ready for one of your own yet?”
Jasper rubbed his hand over his face. “It’s under discussion. Anarchy has a breeding fantasy—don’t ask. I won’t need any assistance with that one.” He smirked, watching his kitten as she taunted Loki with the as-yet untouched jello dick. She’d added a stream of whipped cream from the tip. “There’s a few things I need to hash out with myself first, parental shit I haven’t dealt with. Until Dominic and Rita are either rotting in a prison cell or dead, I don’t think I want to put Archie in their crosshairs by getting her pregnant.”
“The team’s working on it, I promise. Thomas thinks he and Isaac have found the right track, not one of the faux trails Dominic keeps leaving to trip us up. We’re not giving up, J.”
“I know. I’m thankful for it. Without the guys busting their asses, my parents would just set up shop somewhere else and ruin someone else’s life.”
“Thank the Russians for clearing up the gang mess and freeing up our time.”
“I’ll send them a note and some cookies,” Jasper retorted dryly. “What about you? You feeling the reproduction urge after seeing baby Declan?”
“Yeah. No questions asked. After Lisha’s PT, if she wants a baby, I’m giving her one. Six, if she wants to go that far. I look at her and I see kids, dogs, the whole deal.” Att dug into his pocket and showed Jasper what he pulled out below the bench top. “Been carrying this around for a week. I’d thought about proposing to her tonight, but there’s been so much excitement already, she won’t sleep when I put her to bed.”
“Marriage and kids? Boy, you’re sunk.”
Atticus watched his princess reunite with her sister, reconnecting after so many years. In a short while, Braun would drag his sub off to bed with their new baby in tow, and Alicia would undoubtedly crawl onto his lap and cuddle for the rest of the night.
Tomorrow was a new day, a new chapter, and he couldn’t wait to start.
Sunk?
It was the only way to be.
The End
Thank you for reading Talk For Me!
I hope you enjoyed Daddy Atticus’ story, and as ever, reviews are always appreciated.
Master Saul’ story is coming up next in Sleep For Me, coming in November 2021.
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