Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46130 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Faust held out a hand for her and she wrapped her fingers around his. Her hand looked like a doll’s in comparison to his strong one. Molly started to giggle but winced as Doc started on the first scratch.
“Ouch!” she yelped.
“Can’t you be more careful?” Faust demanded. His face hardened into a glower.
“This has to be done, unfortunately. Molly, distract your Daddy so he doesn’t slug me. Squeeze his fingers hard if I treat a sore spot,” Doc requested.
“He wouldn’t do that,” Molly protested before gasping when he hit a really sore spot.
The growl that came from her Daddy’s throat made her squeeze his hand hard as she watched his expression.
“Whoa, Pixie. You almost disconnected my fingers,” Faust protested.
“Doc told me to squeeze your fingers. Am I too strong?” Molly asked, playing innocent.
The snicker that came from the medic made her want to giggle, but Molly knew Faust hadn’t recovered from her arrival.
“I’m sorry I scared you. I didn’t know where else to go,” Molly told him, squeezing his fingers as Doc worked. It helped—a bit.
“You did exactly the right thing. You can always get help here from the Shadowridge Guardians,” Faust assured her.
“Even if we stop seeing each other?” Molly forced herself to ask. She couldn’t see how this handsome man would want to stay with her.
“What are you talking about? First, you’re my Little girl. If you decide I’m not the right Daddy and walk away, I won’t have changed my mind. Second, the Guardians will protect you as long as I tell them to. Revoking your protection isn’t going to happen,” Faust declared.
“You might change your mind. I’m not very exciting to have in your life,” Molly whispered.
“I’m not going to change my mind and I don’t think my heart can handle any more excitement than we’ve had this afternoon,” Faust told her.
“But you might,” Molly mumbled.
“Have you met Faust?” Doc interjected. “Pigs are more likely to turn tie-dye colored and drive limousines than Faust is to let you slip through his fingers. He’s more stubborn than a mule.”
“Doc,” Faust warned.
“I’m just telling the truth.” Doc defended himself easily and Molly guessed he knew Faust well and liked him despite all his rough edges. “All cleaned up, Molly. You did a very good job holding still. I’m going to smooth some ointment on it and wrap it up. This will feel much better. Keep drinking.”
Obediently, Molly took another long drink as she watched Doc set the basin in the sink and change his gloves. When he returned to her side, he squeezed out a long dollop of ointment on a fresh piece of gauze. Gingerly, he dabbed on the cloudy concoction.
“That’s nice.” Molly sighed in contentment.
“There’s some topical painkiller in here,” Doc explained, holding out the tube. “Faust, I’m going to give this to you. No more than three times a day. If it’s hurting badly, I need to see the wounds.”
“Got it,” Faust said without hesitation.
“Oh, I won’t bother you,” Molly rushed to add.
“You will if this hurts,” Doc said sternly, making her gulp.
“Okay,” she whispered.
He wrapped it in gauze and secured it with a piece of paper tape. “You were very good, Molly. That deserves a reward.” He discarded his gloves and opened a drawer to pull out a wrapped item. “Your Daddy can open this for you.”
Faust accepted it and said, “You never give me candy,” as he opened it.
“You’re never good,” Doc zinged back.
“True,” Faust admitted before holding out a candy ring that looked like a big red diamond. “This looks good.”
Accepting it immediately, Molly popped it into her mouth and hummed in enjoyment. She didn’t react when Doc pressed a hand against her forehead.
“You’re too hot, Molly. I think we need to take your temperature. I’d hoped you’d cool off as I cleaned your arm.”
“I am hot,” she admitted, pushing her hair back with one hand.
“Faust, help Molly lay back on her side,” Doc instructed.
“Hold this, too, Daddy,” Molly said, extending the ring candy to him.
“You can suck on that, Pixie.”
“Not if he’s taking my temperature,” Molly protested as Doc returned to stand behind her.
“Panties off,” Doc announced before pulling her underwear down her body as Faust lifted her hips helpfully.
“What? No!” Molly whispered, appalled to be nude from the waist down in front of the two men. She drew her knees up to her stomach to hide.
“Perfect, Little girl. This will just take a few minutes,” Doc announced as he pulled on new gloves before taking a thick tube out of a new package.
When he applied lubricant to the tip generously and put a dollop on his index finger, Molly realized what was going on. She tried to straighten her legs, but Faust held her securely in place.
“No silliness, Pixie. The doc needs to check your temperature.”
“In my mouth, yes. In my bottom, never!” she hissed.