Daddy’s Sinful Baby Girl (Daddy #35)

Chapter One

Casey rotated her shoulders to help the tension in her back. She knew she needed to stop soon and rest, so she’d been looking for the nearest town.

The light was starting to fade as the sun set, making it even harder for her to see. She wasn’t cut out to drive, especially a few hundred miles.

She had started to get nervous because the road had become scary. One side was a drop-off, and the other was a wall of rock. She slowed down until she felt she was barely making the car move, but she was tired. It was sunset, which made it hard to see, andthe road had become hazardous. Her hands were starting to cramp because of the tight grip she had on the steering wheel.

“Come on, come on,” she chanted as she took another curve and gasped. She stopped suddenly.

The sight before her didn’t seem real when a truck came the opposite way, swerving, and going too fast. She frantically looked around and saw no escape. The truck was going to run into her. It was up to God to determine if she lived or died.

“Oh, God.” The truck’s headlights flashed in her front window, and she knew the truck was going to push her over the edge, and there was nothing she could do about it.

The collision felt like it happened inslow motion. She felt the impact and the way the truck pushed her toward the edge. She prayed the person would stop, but they didn’t.

Her car slid over the side and started to fall. She had no idea if she screamed or not. The sound of the crash and then the fall was all she heard—metal on metal and then metal on rock.

Casey was waiting for the car to start rolling, but it just slid down some more and stopped suddenly. She had no idea what stopped it and didn’t care. It swayed a few times and then halted.

She took several deep breaths to keep from passing out and tried to get herself under control because she was as close to having an anxiety attack as she ever had. They had plagued her whole life, but she’d worked so hard to keep them under control.

When she calmed down, she looked around and focused on her surroundings. She hadn’t realized all the windows had shattered, and there was glass everywhere. She glanced down to see blood coming from some deep cuts on her arms and then felt drops of blood sliding down her face and obscuring her sight.

She tried wiping it away, but her hands wouldn’t stop gripping the wheel. They were paralyzed. She tried to work them off, thinking she could relaxone of them enough to wipe the blood from her face, but it just made it worse. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes. She wanted to rest for a bit, and then she’d figure out how to get out of the car.

Casey heard something above her, but her heartbeat was so loud in her ears,she couldn’t decipher what it was.

“Miss.”

The person paused. “Miss, can you hear me?”

She blinked a few times but couldn’t see the person that stood just outside of her car. “I had an accident.”

A warm hand wrapped around her wrist. “I know, Sweetheart. We’ll get you taken care of.”

The person yelled up the hill. “Her pulse is rapid, and shehas injuries to her arms and head. A lot of blood loss. I can’t see anything else.”

A scream tore from her throat when the car swayed.

The man barked. “Get this secure now.”

“You need to step back. If the car starts sliding, I don’t want you near it.”

“Well, aren’t you a sweet one? My name is Simon, Sweetheart. What is yours?”

“Didn’t you hear me?”

“Yes, but I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be with you the whole time. What’s your name?”

“Casey. I’m really tired, and your hand is so warm.”

Simon yelled, and then his grip on her arm tightened when the car swayed again. This time, she was too tired to scream.

“Stay with me, Sweetheart,” Simon said. “We’ll have you out soon. The car has been secured, so it won’t go anywhere. The paramedics are making their way down now.”

“Can I go to sleep yet?” she murmured softly.

“No. I need you to stay awake. You can do that for me, can’t you?”

“Oh, I’mmm.” Her eyes closed.

“Casey,” Simon barked. “Come on. I need to be able to ask questions.”

“I’ll try.”

“Good girl.”

“You’ll stay with me?” she asked.

“Of course. We’re friends now, aren’t we?”

She tried to smile. “Once you get to know me, you won’t like me.”

“I can’t imagine that. Why do you say that?”

“Because I’m abnormal.”

“Who told you that bullshit?”

She giggled, or at least tried to. “You cursed.”

“I did.” He chuckled.

“It was hard to have friends, and my family doesn’t understand me.”

“Then they’re assholes,” Simon said.

“You did it again,” she whispered.

She didn’t know how much longer she could stay awake. She wanted to be strong for Simon, but black dots started to appear in her eyesight.

Simon lightly shook her. “Oh no, you don’t. You said you’d stay awake.

She hummed.

“I don’t want you to be scared. There are some men here that have to open your door with a loud tool.”

“Why?”

“Your car door is buckled. We won’t be able to open it without the tool.”

Her body jerked when the tool started pulling her door open. The sound of metal crushing was not a sound she ever wanted to hear again. The car jerked, and then she felt cool air on her legs.

“Miss, I’m a paramedic. I’m here to help you.”

“I don’t know if you can. I don’t want anyone else hurt.”

The man chuckled. “She’s a sweet one.”

“That’s what I said,” Simon said. “Tell me what to do.”

“Stay out of the way…”

“No! Simon can’t go,” she cried.

“Baby, I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Stay close. She needs to stay calm,” one guy said.

The man asked her several questions, which she tried to answer.

Casey heard so many voices,she couldn’t count them. “Simon, I’m cold.”

“I know, Baby. We have to get you out of the car and up the hill. They’ll get you warm.”

“Okay. Can I go to sleep right now?”

The men said something about making it easier for her.

“Yes, Baby. Rest. I’ll be right here,” Simon said.

“Okay.”

Casey let herself go and then didn’t feel or hear anything until she was in the ambulance because of the sirens.

“Am I that bad that we have to rush?” she asked.

One of the paramedics answered, “You’re stable, but we want you at the hospital just in case you need more help than we can provide.”

“Oh. I understand.” She was quiet for a moment. “Simon? Where’s Simon?”

The paramedic held her down. “Miss, stop moving.”

“Baby, I’m right here,” Simon said.

“Where’s your hand?”

She felt him cupping her shoulder. “Oh, God. You’re so warm.”

“We’ll make sure you get warm, Baby,” Simon said.

“No. You don’t understand. I’m never warm. Am I blind?”

“No. Why would you say that?” Simon asked.

“Because I can’t see. I can’t even open my eyes.”

“It’s because of the blood on your face. Don’t worry. They’ll get you clean.”

“I bled a lot. I didn’t know I had that much blood in me.”

“We’re just about there, Miss.”

“Okay. I need to rest again. Simon, is that okay?”

“Yes. Rest. You’ve had a hard day.”