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I’m about to meet my daughter.
My heart races as I park down the road from Jessa’s grandparents. I don’t need anyone seeing my car there.
I gulp, my hands sweating when I knock on the door.
It swings open, and I jerk back as soon as I see her.
She’s beautiful.
My daughter has dark hair, identical to mine. It’s pulled into tight French braids with red bows on the end of each one. She’s wearing a purple unicorn shirt, polka-dot pants, and unicorn slippers.
Her mouth pops into an eager smile. “Hi! Who are you? Mommy tells me not to answer the door for strangers, but sometimes, it’s a Girl Scout selling cookies. IloveGirl Scout cookies, and I told Mommy I want to be one, so I can eat all the cookies in the world.”
Holy shit.
She’s adorable.
“But you’re a boy, and boys aren’t allowed to be Girl Scouts. You have no cookies. Bye-bye.”
I stop her from shutting the door.
“Whoa, I’m a friend of your mom’s, and sadly, I don’t have cookies. I’ll bring some next time though.”
A friend?
Way to confuse her more.
She wavers and keeps the door cracked. “Mom!” she yells. “There’s a man without cookies at the door! He said he’s your friend!”
Jessa comes to the door with a wineglass in her hand. “Molly, honey, this is Maliki, the friend I told you was coming to dinner.”
Dinner?I didn’t agree to fucking dinner.
Jessa is wearing a tight red dress, baring plenty of cleavage, is barefoot, and her hair is pulled into a tight ponytail. There’s no denying she’s an attractive woman. It’s what drew me to her and caused me to fuck her so many times. I ignored her craziness in exchange for her hotness.
“Come in,” Jessa says, waving me in, and Molly stands behind her. “I didn’t see you pull up.”
“I parked down the street.”
“Of course. You don’t want anyone to see you.”
My heart leaps when Molly bounds down the hallway. I follow her into the living room where she has coloring books sprawled over the coffee table and dolls lined up the couch. I glance at Jessa in hesitation, asking for permission, and she smiles with a head nod in Molly’s direction.
My steps are slow, and I settle down next to Molly on the floor, keeping distance between us. “Whatcha doin’?”
“Coloring,” she says, stating the obvious while snatching a crayon.
Her head tilts to the side as she colors a unicorn the same color as the one on her shirt.
“What are you coloring?”
She holds up the book and points to it with the crayon. “This is a unicorn and the castle she lives in.”
I control my shaky breath. “Wow, you color really well.”
“Thank you! I’ve been practicing real hard because I’m going to start school soon! My daddy said I need to color in the lines before I go!” She drops the crayon and frowns. “Well …” Her eyes shoot to Jessa. “My old daddy said that. He doesn’t want to be my daddy anymore.”
I inhale a breath, and Jessa rushes over to squat down next to Molly.
