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“You seem a little different lately,” your dad mentioned as you walked into the kitchen. “Did anything happen, honey?”
A lot, daddy. Unspeakable things…
He didn’t have to say it, but you knew he didn’t like the way you were dressed lately. Skirts shorter, even above your knees most of the time. More cleavage, leaving little to the imagination, at least that’s what he’d say. And the way you carried yourself with more confidence—
He saw it. He saw everything. And you feared that one day he might speak up.
But maybe it wouldn’t have to come to this. Maybe you’d just stay with Rhett from now on. At least he’d let you live your life how you wanted to, you were sure of that.
No more strict daily schedules to live by, no more ridiculous rules to follow, no more church events to attend every single week.
Instead, even more… sex.
You felt so good ever since that night. Felt so carefree and happy. So different. You couldn’t get enough of that sweet feeling, touching yourself even more often than before now.
And not just at night anymore, no. Now you found yourself sneaking into your room in the afternoon instead of going to your dad’s Bible study, or even noticing how your hand subconsciously traveled down into your panties as soon as you woke up in the mornings.
Rhett was the only thing on your mind, and you started to miss him so dearly. If only he would show up at church again and take you with him and… oh, how good he’d made you feel.
So much better than you could. And the excitement that bubbled underneath your skin when he made you touch him, too…
“Where are you off to?” Your dad’s voice echoed through the room, snapping you back to reality.
“Oh, just out to town for a bit. I’ll be back before dinner, I promise.”
He nodded, mindlessly flipping the pages of his old, worn Bible, but you noticed the hesitation in his body language.
“Hey,” he stopped you last-minute before you left the house. “You’re still my little girl?”
“Always, daddy.”
You spent all afternoon in that small café across from The Handsome Gambler, hoping you’d catch Rhett walk in or out the bar at some point. Yet there was no sight of him.
For the fifth day in a row.
The realization made you feel weird and uneasy every single time. You didn’t know why it felt like that, but each time you thought about what it would be like to be close to him again.
You wanted to spend every single minute with him, but he didn’t even give you a chance. Yet you continued to dress up in hopes of bumping into him when you’d least expect it…
One day.