As he sits across from me, Daddy stretches his long legs out under the table. His bare foot brushes against mine. My gaze snaps up to his. His
startled expression makes me think the touch was an accident.
His lips quirk up as he does it again. Mom tells us about how her disaster of a morning turned into a golden opportunity. Daddy nods and gives the appropriate responses, but as he does, his foot slides back and forth over mine.
I never thought my foot would be an erogenous zone. I have a feeling
my entire body is one nerve ending when it comes do Daddy’s touch.
When I let my foot trail up the inside of his calf, I notice him shift in his seat and grunt. Mom asks him if he had a rough day at work.
“Lot’s of heavy lifting today,” he tells her.
“Maybe you should consider getting a mas
