I crook my finger towards her and put on my best demanding face.
It must work because I can see the wetness pouring out of her as she gets up onto the bed and crawls towards me.
Her hands work the button of my shorts as I struggle to get my shirt off.
I need to feel her skin against mine.
"Baby girl…" I sigh cause I know what it does to her when I call her that.
There's a 20 year age difference between us.
And she loves it.
But I draw the line at her calling me 'daddy.'