Chapter 13
Janessa's POV
Alesha’s eyes darted between me and her father like she’d just stumbled into a soap opera.
“Wait… why are you turning red, Dad?”
My stomach dropped. My knees actually wobbled. Busted.
He forced out a laugh, like a man pretending and failing at it.
“Excuse me if I find it shocking to hear my daughter talking about daddy and sex.”
Good save. Graham. Good save.
Alesha had the decorum to look ashamed… At least for about three seconds.
“Well Dad, you’re the one who came to us. I told you it was girl stuff,” Alesha shot back.
I added, my voice too high-pitched:
“He’s right, Alesha. He’s embarrassed you’re calling random men zaddy, duh. Let’s have a little respect for his presence, yeah?
I waved a hand, faking calm, “Save the gushing for booktok.”
Smooth,
