Page 4 of Daddy Issues

He accepted.

Me.

Granted, he has no idea it’s me.

My eyes trace over his gorgeous face, the salt-and-pepper strands of his hair and scruffy beard, the strong, bulging veins that run along his thick forearms. God, what would it be like to have those hands on me? To be wrapped up in those strong arms?

Could I really do this? Could I really show up and meet him? I contemplate every scenario that could make this crash and burn, and while every single one is a bright neon light flashing BAD IDEA, I shove all the noise to the back of my head. Isn’t this the time in my life when I should be young and reckless? This is my opportunity to convince Graham to see me as a woman, not the little girl he’s known for so long. We’ve gotta take chances right? Shoot our shot?

A pink notification drops in from the top, the KissConnect mailbox alerting me to a message. I quickly open it, already knowing who it’s from. With my heart in my throat, my fingers hover over the keyboard.

WhiskeyDad: Hi. I have to admit, I haven’t done this before but you’re absolutely beautiful and something is telling me that this could be fun

Holy fuck. What have I done? I worry my bottom lip, twisting, pulling, and biting it to death while I figure out what to say.

MakeMeYours: Hey. Don’t worry, I haven’t done this either. It’s usually not my vibe.

WhiskeyDad: Yeah? Blind leading the blind. This should be interesting.

MakeMeYours: ha ha. It can’t be that bad, right?

WhiskeyDad: Nah, I’ve got a good feeling about this

MakeMeYours: Same.

WhiskeyDad: Tell me about yourself

MakeMeYours: Hmm. I love life and trying new things. I think I’m pretty fun.

WhiskeyDad: Yeah? What kind of things are you up for trying?

My heart flutters at his flirty message. Holy shit, this is really happening. And he’s just upstairs.

MakeMeYours: Can’t say I really have any limits

WhiskeyDad: C’mon, everyone has limits.

MakeMeYours: Then what are yours?

WhiskeyDad: No anal for me

MakeMeYours: Wow. Putting it out there just like that huh?

WhiskeyDad: I shoot straight to the point, what can I say?

MakeMeYours: Well, anal is not a hard limit for me . . .

WhiskeyDad: That’s good to know. Have you done it before?

MakeMeYours: Does it matter?

WhiskeyDad: I guess not. In fact, let’s pretend you haven’t

MakeMeYours: I can do whatever you want me to do

WhiskeyDad: Get on your knees for me?

MakeMeYours: Greedily

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