Ravished by Daddy’s 4 Dirty Friends

RAVISHED BY DADDY’S 4 DIRTY FRIENDS AGE GAP EX MILITARY DAD’S BEST FRIENDS ROMANCE BARBI COX Copyright © 2023 by Barbi Cox All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. CONTENTS 1. Gunner 2. Sophia 3. Holden 4. Sophia 5. Nick 6. Sophia 7. Roman 8. Sophia 9. Gunner 10. Sophia 11. Holden 12. Sophie 13. Nick 14. Sophia 15. Roman 16. Sophia 17. Gunner 18. Sophia 19. Holden 20. Sophia 21. Nick 22. Sophia 23. Roman 1 GUNNER Roman comes in from the beach at around nine o’clock. I arch an eyebrow at him while taking a long drink of whiskey. “Where’s our wife?” “Lounging on a chair, waiting for her legs to stop trembling,” he smirks, clearly proud of his accomplishment. “I got her to stop worrying... and to stop thinking altogether.” “Don’t try to make me jealous. I can manage that just fine on my own,” I retort. Roman’s smile remains unfazed. “I know you can.” “Are we going to ignore the elephant in the room?” I inquire. “The guys still have Courtney.” “I think Courtney’s a pawn. I’m betting she’ll admit to sending the text and email–since there’s a VPN on the yacht’s computer–but she didn’t take those pictures,” Roman says while making a delicious-looking drink: pineapple juice, orange juice, and cranberry along with tequila. “You sound sure.” “I saw Courtney talking to the captain when Nick and Sophie were out. I know it’s possible, but the timing would have been tight considering she served us dinner before they got back,” Roman points out. “I didn’t even remember that. I just overheard her complaining to the captain about us being exhibitionists and he gave her a talking-to about professionalism,” I snort. “As if they don’t enjoy the free show.” Roman chuckles and pats my shoulder. “In four days, we’re heading to Italy. No one else knows but us, the captain, Valerie... and company.” A soft moan echoes before there’s a sharp sound and silence. I roll my eyes. “I think her harem is more accurate than company.” “You set them up,” Roman says before heading back out to the beach. I set Val up with the guys, thinking they’d scratch the itch and be done. I never expected her to have the patience for Hunter, but it was entertaining as hell and how is a man supposed to pass up that kind of option when it presents itself? I sit on the couch, stirring my drink as I ignore the T.V. Nick’s upstairs, and Holden’s working hard to see if any of us have been hacked or if our phones are bugged. Chase was supposed to be helping, but considering the occasional grunt and slam of a headboard against a wall, I doubt he’s doing any work. “We should tell Miles,” I say to myself. “That’s a great idea, Gunner. Considering he was a general in the military, he probably has the skills to deal with something like this,” I answer in a deeper voice. “Not to mention he’s still plenty capable of kicking ass, especially where his daughter is involved. And the ass he kicks will be ours once he learns we’ve been keeping something from him,” I say in my normal voice. “Daddy?” I glance over and see Link. He rubs his eyes. I pat the couch next to me and set my nearly empty whiskey glass on the table. Link comes over and cuddles against me. “Did you have a nightmare, kiddo?” I ask. “Yeah. I thought there was yelling and someone coming through the window. A big monster with long nails and a neck like a dinosaur,” he says. I wrap my arms around him and rub his back until his trembling stops. “You know we’d never let anything get you. Even a dinosaur-human creature.” “Really?” “Mommy would pull it out of your window and throw it in the ocean,” I say with a smile. He nods and yawns. “Were you telling a story?” “Me?” “I heard you talking ... doing voices,” he sighs. “I was. I was practicing a story so I can put you guys to sleep tomorrow night,” I say with a smile. “What about tonight?” “You’re the only one awake. Are you enjoying our vacation?” I ask. He nods. “What’s your favorite part?” “The sting rays! They were so cool. All slimy and gross, but they kept trying to climb Daddy Roman,” Link says. When he’s still restless, I tell him all about what he can expect in Italy. Kids playing soccer in the streets, getting to see Nonna, and helping her in the kitchen. How he’ll get to practice his Italian and have more than Roman and Sophie understand. His eyes close, then he slumps against me as I watch him drift. I smile and kiss the top of his head. He’s growing so fast. It feels like just yesterday that he was chubby, crying for attention, pulling on hair mercilessly. Now he’s really coming into his own. “Gunner?” Sophie asks. I motion for her to keep her voice down and she sees Link curled up with me. She takes a picture - because of course, she does - then kisses me softly. “Everything okay with our little prince?” “He had a nightmare. I’m blaming Valerie... no... I’m blaming Hunter for that, considering he can’t keep his hands to himself,” I snort. “They were loud?” “Not as loud as they could have been, but I think it added to Link’s nightmare.” I ruffle his hair and watch him instead of Sophie. “We should tell your dad about what’s going on with the stalker.” “He’ll get over protective, demand we stay home, try to control things, Gun,” Sophie explains. “Just like another person I know.” I finally meet her eyes. She huffs.