Page 6 of Daddy Issues

“We’re starving, want to come get something to eat with us?”

“Heck yes, I’ve got time for a quick bite. I have to pick up Mila from school in a bit.”

“Perfect! Bean Haven or sandwiches from the deli?”

“I’m avoiding the third degree from my sister, so sandwiches sound amazing.”

With our arms looped through each other’s, we waltz down Main Street toward North Pass Market and Deli for some of the best sandwiches I’ve ever had.

“How’s being back in AR?” Lily asks after we place our orders.

“Amazing, actually. Happy to be out of my parents’ house, even if they were going to kick me out of it soon anyway once it goes up for sale.”

“That’s right! Heard about all the stuff that went down with Hannah from Kinsey.”

I cringe. My parents and my sister Hannah recently had a huge blowup. Just like my sister Harlow, our mom tends to go way overboard and lacks serious boundaries. The two of them just made my sister’s life hell for a bit.

“Yep. Worked out for her, glad she got her head out of her ass and realized what was right in front of her.”

“No kidding. I bet Lo was just jealous. She’s been crushing on those Hayes boys forever and one by one they’ve been picked up. Sad to say, but I think that’s the only reason she’s friends with Kinsey. Wanted to get closer to her brothers. Only one man left! Wonder if she’ll try to sink her claws into Carter.”

“It wouldn’t surprise me. I don’t think he’s ever been in a relationship though, and it’s going to take one seriously strong person to get that man to give up his playboy ways.”

“What about you? Got your eye on anyone?”

My heart flutters when Graham’s blue eyes, salt-and-pepper hair, and muscular body flash before me.

“Just because you two are all wifed up doesn’t mean I’m next!”

“Hey, I’m not wifed up!” Emma declares with a laugh. “Although, the three of them would probably argue that—they aren’t letting me go, legal paperwork or not.”

“Like you want them to, Em! You’re being tag-teamed by three gorgeous, athletic men.”

“Please! Compared to you and Father Wes? That man chases you around for fun, and based on the sticks I picked out of your hair and dirt all over you the other day, I’d say he does more than chase you.”

Listening to my girls talk about their sexcapades has me wishing I had my own stories to tell. I haven’t been with anyone in almost a year, and even then, it was with fumbling college students who couldn’t figure out their way around a woman’s body—and one of them was pre-med. Maybe I should head back to Reid and get a pelvis tattoo that says “CLIT HERE” with some arrows.

An image appears of Graham between my legs, expertly giving me exactly what I need, and my panties immediately dampen. That man looks like he knows a thing or two about how to bring a woman pleasure. And then some. And tomorrow, I hope to find out.

“Honestly, the dating game sucks. Wish someone would come along and give me what you guys have. I’ve been browsing KissConnect and let me tell you . . . what the fuck is happening out there?”

Lily chuckles. “Details! Let me see! We’ll find you someone.”

Pulling out my phone, I open the app and quickly make sure they can’t see my history before scrolling.

“Okay, here’s a good one. 45. His bio? I bite.”

The girls laugh while I roll my eyes.

“Okay, that may be a good time. Next!” Emma says.

I scroll to the next one. “38, looking for a girl to hold a leash . . . or wear one if that’s your thing. 41, 5’4”. Must do anal and likeE.T.”

“Oh dear god, no!” We all drop our heads back in laughter.

“No ma’am! Next!”

“Okay, okay. How about this? 43, if you’re a baddie then I’m your daddy. Ha ha. Do you think he knows Father Wes?”

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