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My cock throbs, cum dripping into my boxers. Goddamn, yes. I'll hold her. I'll fucking lavish her with attention and affection until she's sick of me.
Her doe eyes meet mine, setting off a landslide in my chest. Entire sections of my heart cave in, falling under her spell. Her smile falls, her lips parting into a little "O", as if she's just as surprised by me as I am by her. She blinks, those long, sooty lashes momentarily obscuring her eyes before they open to me again.
I take a lurching step toward her, desperate to touch her, to claim her.
Daddy is here, princess. I'm here now.
"Devin!" Kyra calls from behind the counter. "Your aunt just called. She said to remind you that you have choir practice tonight."
Choir practice?
"Choir practice?" Cowboy says at the same time.
"Choir practice," Kyra confirms, a note of pride in her voice. "Devin is first chair in the senior choir."
Jesus Christ.
"She's still in high school?" Cowboy asks. "You're still in high school?"
Devin's gaze drops from mine, humiliation staining her cheeks. "Yes," she whispers. "I graduate in a couple of months."
Fuck.
Fucking Christ.
My heart drops, landing at my feet with a sickening thud. She's still in high school.
"How old are you?" I growl before I even realize I've spoken.
"Eighteen."
The fact that she's legal should make me feel like less of an asshole...but it doesn't. She's twenty years younger than I am. What I want isn't just impossible. It's fucking wrong.
Please, daddy. Hold me?
Fuck.
It's wrong.
Yet I want it anyway. I want her anyway.
"What needs to go out?" I growl, turning away from her, afraid if I don't do it now, I never will. The last thing she needs is a motherfucker like me in her life. Just because it's legal doesn't make it right.
She has a whole life ahead of her. One that doesn't involve assholes who want her to call them daddy.
"Everything against the back wall," Kyra says.
I jerk my chin in a nod and stride that way, keeping my distance from Devin. Even though I don't look in her direction, I feel her. Christ, I feel her.
Beating right in the center of my chest.
"Too fucking bad," I mutter to myself. "She isn't yours and she never will be."
The Lawyer Bonus Epilogue
Jude
TenYearsLater
