All Chapters of THE SINGLE DAD: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“You’re coming with me,” I growled. My hand left her ass, and I lifted her off the edge and brought her into the water, setting her on top of me as I sat on the bench inside. “Ride me.” I gripped her cheeks, holding her face close. “Ride me like you want me to fucking come.”With her arms now around me, her knees bent at my sides, she lowered to my base and rose to my tip.Taking it.Working it.Squeezing it.She twisted her hips, dancing over my cock, the water making the temperature inside her pussy even hotter.“Sydney …” I reached behind her, finding that forbidden entrance once again and giving her my entire finger. “That’s it; fuck me.”She froze for just a second, as though she was getting used to the feeling again, her ass forming its own wetness, and that was when I knew she was enjoying it. When she ground over me because she wanted me in deeper.With each pump of her hips, my finger dived in and rotated, letting her feel the friction from all sides.She was bringing me clos

“Syd’s my friend, Daddy.”That made me smile, and I said, “I will always be your friend. That will never change. And I’m still your nanny. That won’t change either.”“What do you think about that?” he asked her.She was quiet for a moment and finally responded, “Will we still do fun things together?”“Oh, sweetheart,” I said so softly, “of course we will. We’ll do all the things we’ve done before.”“Yay!”I connected eyes with Ford before he leaned toward Everly.“You understand that means that Sydney is now my girlfriend and she’s going to be at the house a lot more?” He turned her face, locking their eyes. “We’re still going to have our special time together—I want you to know that. But Sydney will join us during some of those occasions, and sometimes, you and I will be alone.”She said nothing.And then, slowly, a devilish grin came across her face. “Daddy, are you gonna smooch Syd like Uncle D smooched Kendall at my birthday party?”This kid.I couldn’t possibly adore her more.An

Twenty-TwoSydneyI opened the backseat door of Ford’s SUV and said to Everly, “Jump in, my little muffin.”She climbed into her high-back booster seat and got settled. “Syd, I’m pooped.”I laughed, adjusting her placement and securing her in, locking the seat belts in place. “That makes two of us, girlie.” I checked to make sure it was all tight. “Comfy?”“Yep.” She yawned, and once Ford joined us in the doorway, she added, “Daddy, that hike was haaard.”“I was trying to tire you out. Did it work?”I knocked him on the shoulder—for Everly and for me. “It worked. We’re exhausted.”“Exhauuusted,” Everly echoed.I shut the door and giggled to Ford. “That kid,” I said before I went over to the other side of the SUV and climbed into the passenger seat.Ford started up the car and pulled out of the lot. “Are we stopping for ice cream? Or are my girls too tired?”“Ice cream!”“We’re never too tired for that,” I told him.His hand went to my thigh, and I watched him look into the rearview m

“Your arm—”“It’s fine, Sydney.”“It’s not fine,” a woman said, stopping us before we even took a step. Her uniform told me she was also a paramedic. She held his arm with gloved hands. “It’s definitely broken.”He pulled his arm away from her and said, “I need to be with my daughter.”“Then, I’ll look at it when we get in the ambulance.” Her gaze moved over to me. “Were you in the car with them?”I nodded. “Yes.”“Do you need to get checked out as well?”“No, I’m okay.”“You two, follow me,” she said.As I held Ford, we hurried behind the paramedic, weaving around the people who had pulled over to watch or help along with the firemen and police.When we arrived at the back of the ambulance, a paramedic was standing there, gripping the doors.He asked, “Who’s going with her?”“I am,” Ford replied. He looked at me. “Meet us at the hospital.”The hospital.I tried to find my breath, my chest pounding. “How? What hospital?”“Cedars-Sinai,” the paramedic replied.He helped Ford into the b

I continued looking at the nurse, ignoring my father as I tried again to say, “I’m happy to give AB, but I know that won’t be of any help.”She shook her head. “It won’t.”“I can donate,” Sydney said from behind me.I turned to face her as she was pushing herself off the wall, walking toward the nurse and me.“I happen to be O positive,” she added.I glanced at the nurse as she asked, “Are you all right with this? Her blood will be tested before it’s given to Everly.”“Yes,” I replied. “Of course.”The nurse held the door open a little wider and voiced, “Please come with me,” to Sydney.As they disappeared and the door shut, I felt everyone’s eyes on me.Still, I didn’t worry about them.They weren’t important at the moment.I needed my baby out of surgery.I needed her safely in my arms.Where she belonged.I didn’t know what her recovery was going to look like, how long it would take her to heal, but I knew I wasn’t going to leave her side until she was back to being the little girl