I bite my lower lip, trying not to make any noise.
I look up at Daddy through heavy-lidded eyes. I need him. I need more.
“I need to go, Tracy. I’m beat. I’m already in bed.”
I smirk up at Daddy.
He gives me an unrepentant grin.
“We’ll talk more about it later. I’m not promising anything. I think I said the same thing before V and I left. It was a suggestion that I meet you. If this chaperone thing wears me out, I might need a break. And before you say it, traipsing around the globe again is not relaxing for me like it is for you.”
“It will be once you get there,” I hear Mom say.
“Like I said, we’ll talk later.”
Daddy ends the call and tosses his phone on the nightstand.
The next thing I know, the world is spinning as he rolls us over, so he’s on top.
“You like teasing?” he ask
