CHAPTER 11
Elizabeth’s POV
The next time I woke up daddy was looking a bit frustrated and angry.
We were laying on the bed in his bedroom, me halfway on top of him.
His arms were secured around me as he rubbed my back and played with my hair, staring into nothingness.
I only now noticed that he was wearing a suit and despite looking calm, his body was tense as if ready to jump into action any second.
“Daddy?” I whispered groggily, rubbing my eyes to get the sleep out of them.
He blinked and looked down at me, giving me a pat on the bum and a kiss on the forehead.
“Yes baby?” His voice was low and husky. It seemed he was trying to restrain himself, but from what?
“Are you okay?” I leaned my cheek back onto his cloth covered chest and peered up at him, straining my neck to do so.
