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She turned to look at me, and her shoulders slumped as she pushed open the door. She was mistaken if she was hoping for me to turn on my heels and head back to my truck. It pained me that she couldn’t come back to the hotel suite with me, but I respected her concerns for her father, and I was willing to wait it out. We stepped inside the dark house, and she switched the light in the small foyer.
Slowing my stride, I stopped behind her and forced her front to me before stealing a kiss. I let it linger and held her into my chest as I stole one breath after the other. I had no intention of breaking our tether until her phone blasted from inside her purse, and she rushed to grab it.
I waited, lingering next to her as a high-pitched voice burst through the speakers. It was a girl, probably one around her age. I couldn’t make out the conversation, and the only words I caught were late night and popup shop. I scratched the edge of my grin as my eyes scanned her cute little face. She displayed every emotion through her coffee colored eyes, and I felt myself leaning into her as the minutes passed. My eye caught a cluster of photos hanging on the wall adjacent to me, and I moved quickly.
“I wasn’t the best picture taker.” She said from behind me.
“Obviously.” A low chuckle seeped off my lips as I pointed to the photo in the top right corner of the collage frame.
Her mouth twisted as she stared at the photo of her holding a caramel apple in one hand and a donut in the other. She hated it, but not me. Her smile was wider than an alligator, and the way her eyes twinkled as she stared at the camera made my heart beat a little faster.
“Um, I’m going to meet Breonna for the shenanigans popup shop, so I have to change and stuff….”
“And stuff?” I repeated.Fuck, she was so damn adorable. I just wanted to fucking eat her.“Then go change and do your stuff,” I said as I mimicked the quote movements with my fingers.
That slight wave of worry found her features, and she peered around my shoulder to look out the window closer to the driveway.
I stepped toward her, closing the gap between us. “If you’re so worried, you better hurry up and change.”
She twirled on her heels and headed up the stairs. I followed her into her room and made myself comfortable on her bed as she hurried from one side of the pastel-colored room to the next. Her glitter-outlined full-length mirror captured my posture, and I couldn’t help but think about how bad this looked, but fuck did I care. Here I was, sitting on the bed of a gril who was old enough to be my daughter. I touched the soft fabric and wondered if she had ever fucked anyone in this bed.
“Are you a virgin?”
She froze and nibbled on her bottom lip as she gathered her thoughts. “N-no.” She swallowed and tipped her chin to the carpet. “Are you upset about that?”
I let my lips tip into a smile, “Nope.” I sat up, letting my hands glide against the cloud like fabric as I stood. “But…” I let my words trail off as I stalked toward her and placed my finger under her chin. “When I fuck you, it’s going to feel like your first time. I promise you that.”
I chuckled as her knees wobbled underneath her and lowered my lips to place a sweet kiss on the cheeks before pushing her in the direction of the bathroom. She changed from her schoolgirl outfit into a pair of jeans that hugged her luscious thighs, a tank top and placed her soft tresses into a high ponytail that showed off her heart shaped face. By the time we left her house, the sky had turned a shade darker, and it was a little after 9 PM.
“Seatbelt, baby girl.” I scolded.
“They’re so uncomfortable. You have a big truck anyway, so–”
“So, nothing. Seatbelts keep us safe, and I won’t chance it when it comes to your safety.”
She gave a small pout but eventually clicked her seatbelt into place. We made it three blocks before she let out a low screech and bowed her head into her lap. Her dad’s crossover lingered at a stop sign in front of us, and laughter erupted from my chest.
“You are aware that we are going to have to talk to your dad, right?
“We?” Her mouth formed into an ‘O’, and she looked around.
“Mmhmm. He’s your dad, after all, baby girl. You’ll have to tell him how you feel about me, even if he hates it. It’s the right thing to do.”
She chewed on the inside of her cheek, “I know. Well, there’s no rush.” She said as she sat back in the seat.
“Tomorrow.” I blurted out.
“What?”
“I want you in my arms, bed, and life now. Not next week, not next month, and not next year. When I told you the moment I laid eyes on you, you belonged to me, and I meant it. Do you want me?”
I stroked her soft cheek, and she rested the side of her face in my palm. “Yes, I want you, Daddy, but can we make it two days instead.”
I nodded and gripped her thigh. She asked me to drop her off at this late night event near the Stonebridge festival grounds. I didn’t like her being out so late and without me, but I caved. I parked a few blocks away from the commotion and pulled beside a tow truck shop.
“Promise me you’ll be safe and call me if anything happens.” I took her hand in mine and kissed her.
“Promise.”
