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Casey
Oh, how I wanted to confront my dad. Rip him a new one for warning Ricky off me. Although he’d shown up at the club, he’d lit out before my dance ended. My moves fell flat the second the lounge’s door shut behind him, and all joy fled. I continued on, my sexy smirk feigned, and for the first time, dancing became a chore.
The fact he couldn’t stay away, though, should have given me a bit of hope, but I knew my daddy. No man crossed him if threatened.
Why else would Ricky deny me? The energy between us could not be reasoned away. The kiss we’d shared...
My pissiness over not achieving my goal followed me to my parents the next day for our weekly luncheon which I’d skipped out of the previous month or so. Body thrummed tight with need, my lips in a thin line, I greeted my dad whe
