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“I’m not mad,” I sighed. “I just don’t want you thinking of my dad as some bad guy just because of the way he makes his money. I mean, it’s not like the shit is illegal where he lives.”
“That’s true,” Kendall agreed. “But his profession of choice can still make shit complicated for me until it's made clear that that’s not in any way the reason why we know each other.”
“Okay, so how about you just tell the league that you’re fuckin’ his daughter?” I joked. “That should make it clear as day.”
When Kendall responded with an amused shake of his head, it only egged me on as I continued, “Or maybe I could write them a letter.Dear NFL Commissioner and everyone else who cares, Kendall Dogwood isn’t associated with Stewart Knight because he’s fixing games for him. He only knows him because he spends his free time in my guts.”
“You a trip,” he chuckled, making me smirk as the room went silent before Kendall asked, “So are you really not gonna come to my game this weekend?”
After a long stare just to make him sweat, I answered, “I’ll be there. Butonlyif you promise me you’ll give my dad a chance. I know he’s not perfect, but he’s not some damn… super villain either.”
“I promise I will when the time is right,” Kendall assured me, resting his hand against my thigh when he asked, “Now are we good, Shake?”
“That depends,” I replied, climbing to straddle his lap where I inquired, “How much time do we have before whatever you ordered gets here?”
“Shittt. Enough time,” he insisted, palming my ass in a way that made it clear we were on the same page. And when he stared at me with that hungry look of his, all I could do was grin, my pussy already wet with anticipation as I wrapped my arms around his neck and told him, “Then, yeah.We’re good.”
