LIA
Is he thinking about my panties and looking at my breasts? What is wrong with me? When Jake did these same things, I wanted to curl in on myself, to cover myself with a blanket or my hands.
When Beck does it, it sets my body on fire.
“I shouldn’t be discussing your panties. f**k. I’m old enough to be your father.”
One word pops unbidden into my mind, Daddy.
He groans.
“f**k, Lia. You can’t say s**t like that, not to me, not now that I’ve seen you naked.”
“Like what?”
His eyes are dark with something forbidden as he tilts his face down and looks up at me from under his brows.
“Don’t call me Daddy, not in that tone of voice.”
My cheeks burst into flames. I said it out loud? I didn’t mean to. I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole.
“Maybe I should leave.”
I try to s
