“Yes, he knows, and he wasn’t happy about it.”
“Mmm. Didn’t think he would be. Have you spoken to him about it?”
“No, he wanted me to quit, but I have a shift on Saturday. I’ll tell him I’m going before I leave.”
“Something tells me Tommy Marino isn’t going to be so happy about his girl working.”
I lift my gaze to hers. “I’m not his girl.” Even saying the words stings. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her I’m his little girl, but I bite my tongue.
My phone buzzes on the table, and “Daddy” flashes on the screen.
Flicking open the message, warmth fills me at his words.
Daddy: I miss you.
Me: I miss you too.
Daddy: I’m going out. But I won’t be long.
Me: Okay. I’ll be home soon anyway.
Daddy: I like that you call it home.
I swoon at his words, loving how I call it home too.
Me: Me too.
Daddy: I’m going to drive my cock home later. Right into you.
I scoff with a giggle, making Ellie raise an eyebrow in my direction, but I shake my head, refusing to divulge my private life any further. I’ve already overstepped today; I need to speak to Tommy before I go too far.
Daddy: Rafael might swing by later, he needs to collect some paperwork.
Me: Okay. Can I bring Ellie home for a while?
Daddy: Of course. You don’t need to ask. It’s your home too, Jade.
Daddy: No boys.
I grin back at the phone, loving how possessive he is of me.
Me: You were pissed last time I had guests.
Daddy: That was different, and you know it. You had your tits out.
My mouth falls open.
Daddy: Right now, I’m imagining your mouth open and my cock stuffing it.
Me: I have no words.
Daddy: Yes, you do. Daddy will suffice.
Me: Yes, Daddy.
Me: Stuff my mouth with your cock.
Daddy: Jesus. I’m as hard as a fucking rock again.
