Page 16 of Daddy Issues

Me: Need some advice from you two hussies

Lily: Reformed hussy

Emma: Maybe you are but I’m juggling 3 men, I think I qualify

Me: A title you wear proudly

Emma: Damn right

Lily: So what’s up?

I chew on my lip as my fingers hover over the keyboard. Graham and I agreed that we had to be extremely careful. In fact, this has to be kept a secret because it could ruin us both, and I’m confident we’re on the same page about that. But I trust my girls, and they’ve both been in similar situations recently.

Me: This has to stay between us, even mentioning it to your men is not an option. Promise?

Lily: Promise, spill it.

Emma: Promise.

Me: I spent the night with Graham last night at Whispering Pines...

Lily: HOLY SHIT

Emma: omg. How was it?

Me: Life changing. My imagination over the last decade plus I’ve been crushing on him? NOTHING comes close to comparing to the real thing

Lily: I don’t think he’s too much older than Wes, I’m telling you, there’s something about an older man

Emma: Dom and Cruz are up there too and I’m going to second this. They’re just…confident and experienced in a different way.

Emma: Not that Aidan isn’t…that man…phew.

Lily: We know how you’re feeling babe. Freaking out?

Me: Oddly not at all. It obviously can’t get out because he’s friends with my dad but it hasn’t even been twenty-four hours and I want him again.

Lily: Welcome to the club my girl. Start giving your kitty some extra attention because she’s gonna get sore

Emma: Soooo sore.

Me: Ha ha. She already is!

Me: Is it bad I’m already anticipating it ending when it’s only just begun?

Lily: Listen to me, enjoy the moments. Life is short. Don’t overthink too much and just enjoy the time while you have it.

Emma: In your case, enjoy Graham’s cock while he’s giving it to you

I laugh loud and deep, glad that I came clean to them, needing to just talk about it with someone who gets it.

Me: I’d be lost without you two.

The rest of the day passes in a blur, and before I know it, it’s time for me to pick up Mila from school. As far as ten-year-old girls go, she’s the best. Graham has killed it with her. She’s bright and funny, quick-witted, and so smart. She’s a little intellectual, always asking deep, meaningful questions. She’s the type of kid who is more likely to ask you what your favorite childhood memory is than your favorite color. I’m obsessed with her. After I grabbed her from school, and since it’s a half day, I decided I’d surprise her with a little girl date.

“Where are we going? Home is the other way.”

“Well . . . I thought since we had some time to kill today, we would go into Briar Falls and get pedicures. You up for it?”

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