Dark Daddy Valentine by Pope Tilly

Author:Pope, Tilly
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Tilly Pope
Published: 2020-02-07T16:00:00+00:00

5

Stacy

I told him I had to get back or Viv would worry about me. It’s not a lie; if she’s up, she’s stressing about where I’m at. No doubt about it. But in all honesty, I left because things are too heated. I want him more than anything and it’s messing with my head.

Hearing him call me a good girl had my panties soaked in an instant.

And now, as I walk back to my place, I can feel them sticking to me and the chill of how wet they are. I’m wetter than I was when I’d been thinking about bringing a hot construction worker home. I’m wetter than I ever remember being.

How the hell did he do that to me?

I glance over my shoulder at his place. Is he watching me right now? Watching me walk away and wondering if he should chase after me like this is some bad rom com?

I face forward. Would he have fucked me if I stayed?

Hell, I don’t know. I can’t be sure. But, whatever he wants, I’m all in. He’s hot, sexy, and has some weird effect on my whole body. I must be losing my mind.

“Get a grip, Stacy.” I let out a shaky breath and walk up the front step to mine and Viv’s place.

I push the heavy door open.

“Stac, is that you?” Viv calls out.

“Yeah, it’s me!” I close the door behind me and slide the deadbolt locked. It’s a safe neighborhood, but old habits die hard. I’m going to lock every door behind me until the day I die.

“Where were you?” Viv’s voice grows closer and I breathe a deep sigh while saying a bit of a prayer. I’m not even a little bit religious, but I don’t want her to go all guard dog on me. And she will if she knows what kind of man Kane is.

“Neighbor’s house.” It sounds innocent enough on my lips. But is she going to believe it? Is she going to question me? Because I’ll cave. The smell of bacon makes my mouth water and I wander toward the kitchen. Sure, I just had cheese and three Bloody Mary’s, but bacon is always a go for me. No matter how full I am or how recently I ate. Bacon is my weakness; my kryptonite.

And Viv knows that.

“Is he hot?” She asks as I walk into the kitchen. The space has been renovated and the starry knight granite countertops glitter in the recessed lighting. Wooden panels scream old money and newer modern appliances whisper new money. I don’t belong here and I know it. But I love everything about this house.

“Oh hell yeah! But he’s not your type.” I know Viv as well as I know myself. She would not go for the kind of guy Kane is.

“Not my type?” she laughs and pulls the parchment paper-lined baking pan out of the oven. She’s the only person I’ve ever met that bakes her bacon, but oh em gee, it’s the best damn bacon I’ve ever eaten in my life.

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