Page 12 of Wooed By Daddy

Rina rolls her eyes and gets to her feet. She reaches for her plate and moves out of the kitchen, giving me some space.

“Candy, but I’m going to get the edible panties. I want to eat your delectable body.”

I swallow hard at his words. “Daddy,” I whimper, knowing just how worked up he gets by me calling him that.

“Fuck,” he snarls. “I’m rock hard and have a meeting in ten minutes.”

I giggle, glad that I’m not the only one that has these problems. “Hmm, now you know how I feel. You get me worked up, panting, and in need of release, and then you just walk away with a smile. Payback’s a bitch, Grant.”

“I don’t do that,” he says.

“Really?” I ask. “So, last night when we got home from dinner and you came in, kissed me until I was soaking wet… What did you do?”

“Christ,” he snarls. “Baby girl, had I known you were in need? You think I would have walked away?”

I lick my lips, Rina’s words coming back to me.“Grant’s yours, girlie, you just got to let him know that.”

“Kelly?” he says, calling me as the silence stretches between us.

“Tonight,” I say, my stomach clenching but my heart pounding with excitement. “If you want, that is—” I trail off wondering how I can get the words out. This would have been much easier had I just texted him it.

“Talk to me, gorgeous, what’s on your mind?”

“If you want, maybe you could spend the night?” I ask hesitantly, scared that he’ll say no.

“I absolutely want that,” he says instantly.

I smile at the counter. “Okay, good,” I say breathlessly. “Maybe pack an overnight bag for a few nights.”

“I’ll be there soon, I have a meeting to go to, and then I’m done for the day.”

“Okay, Grant, I’ll see you soon.” I end the call and put my cell on the counter.

“I’m proud of you,” I hear said from behind me. I jump off my seat and turn to face Rina who’s got a guilty look on her face. “Sorry,” she says sheepishly.

“Sorry?” I hiss as I press a hand to my chest. “You scared the Bejesus out of me. Don’t you know that you shouldn’t sneak up on a pregnant woman?”

She presses her lips together and smirks. “I didn’t mean to frighten you, Kelly, I’m sorry.”

I narrow my eyes at her. “No you’re not, you’re just lucky you didn’t send me into labor.”

Her shoulders shake with laughter. “That would have been a shame, and then you couldn’t have givendaddysome quality time.”

I gape at her. God, she was listening from the beginning of my call. I don’t say a word, just flip her the bird and return to my seat. I ignore her laughter and start to eat my own breakfast. Sabrina retakes her seat, and I smile sweetly at her. “You should call Calvin daddy, I bet he’d have you bent over the car’s hood and fucking you into oblivion within seconds.”

Her mouth opens in shock.

I shrug innocently. “What?” I smirk. “Try it. Let me know how it goes.”

“I hate you,” she hisses.

I shake my head. “You love me, and you’ll be thanking me later.”

She picks up her glass of orange juice and drinks it. “I’m leaving, I came here to keep you company, and I end up getting harassed,” she cries as she places a hand on her chest.

I laugh at her dramatics. “You came here for the food.”

She shrugs. “Obviously.”

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