Emily tossed and turned in her bed, the silky sheets tangling around her restless legs. Her mind raced with thoughts of Lucas - his commanding presence, those piercing blue eyes, the way his strong hands had gripped her hips. She groaned in frustration, grabbing her phone from the nightstand.
Baby Girl: Can't sleep, daddy. You're on my mind.
Her heart raced as she waited for a response, fingers drumming against the phone case. When it finally buzzed, she nearly dropped it in her eagerness to read the message.
Daddy: Same here, baby girl.
A thrill ran through her at those words. She bit her lip, debating how to respond.
"f**k it," she muttered, rapidly typing out another text.
Baby Girl: I keep thinking about how good your hands feel on me, daddy.
She held her breath, wondering if sh
