Only Love Matters Box Set by J.D. Walker

Author:J.D. Walker [Walker, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

THE END

Crank Me Up

“Daddy, Daddy!” Sherie ran into the kitchen, almost bumping into the table as she skidded to a stop by my side where I leaned against the kitchen counter. Putting out a hand to steady her, I gave my little miss a stern look.

“Baby girl, how many times do I have to tell you not to run in the apartment? You could hurt yourself.” My daughter was a bundle of energy, couldn’t stay still for a second. When she was excited about something, it was off the chain.

“I know, Daddy, but I can’t find my pink shoes! I looked everywhere.” She glanced up at me with big brown eyes, small brown hands clasped under her chin. “Please help me find them!”

I swear this child could misplace her entire bedroom if she tried hard enough. Following her down the hall, I asked, “Where did you leave them last time? Didn’t you wear them to school yesterday?”

“Yes, and now I can’t find them. I can’t go to school without my favorite shoes, Daddy!” Now she was nearing hysteria. My little drama queen.

“Take a deep breath, princess. We’ll find them.” I searched the hall closet, the tiny living room, her bedroom, bathroom, and both of mine—still nothing. Then I had an idea.

“Wait, didn’t you spend some time with Tonya last night before bedtime?” Tonya was her best friend who lived in the apartment across the hall with her uncle, Xavier McDay. Uncle Cranky, I liked to call him. The man had never cracked a smile at me, and even though he had to be the best looking man I’d ever seen, all five-foot-eleven inches of edible dark brown hotness, dude seemed to be moody as hell. Maybe it was all that time spent with computers. At least, Sherie had told me that’s what he did for a job.

“That’s it! I left them next door. Can I go get them, please?” She tugged on my arm and bounced in place.

“Go on, hurry up so you can have your breakfast. We don’t want to miss the train.” I watched as Sherie ran out of the apartment, then heard her bang hard on the door across the way.

“Toooonya!” she yelled. “You have my pink shoes. I gotta have my shoes!”

I hurried to the hallway. “Girl, we do not yell at people, ever. I know I raised you better than that.”

As I chewed her out, the door opened and Uncle Cranky handed the precious pink shoes to Sherie, one of his eyebrows raised in my direction.

After grabbing the shoes out of his hand—polite, isn’t she—Sherie ran back to our apartment. I shook my head and was about to apologize for her behavior, when I realized the door had closed in my face. Well, all righty, then. Hot or not, the man was an ass, though it was a very fine ass.

I headed back inside my apartment and shut the door behind me. When I reached the kitchen, Sherie was already at the table, putting on her shoes.

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