Lisa's P.O.V.
"Where are you? You and Chris were supposed to be here 10 minutes ago!" Dad's voice boomed from the speakers of my car as I raced towards the restaurant, praying Chris was on his way.
It's already been a week since Davis saved me from him that night. He made good on his promise, teaching me to fight and keeping me safe. I found myself staying at his house with d**k buried inside of me all night, every night. I'd long since run out of my own clothes, using clothes Davis bought Izzy that she never wore.
It felt odd being dressed in clothes he chose for his daughter, so today I had left the confines of his house and went to my apartment. I was getting clothes together to take back to Davis' place when dad called to remind me of Chris and my date with our fathers. I had for
