Chapter 5
Parker
I didn’t even take her back home. Maybe it’s because I’m greedy for her. Maybe it’s because I know her neighbor would keep sniffing around. Whether it’s greed or jealousy, I keep Lucy at my place until her mom comes to visit.
How exactly would we explain her living at my place when I only texted Marion the bare minimum of information on Lucy, that she’s doing fine. That she seems healthy and happy.
At first, Marion didn’t seem too suspicious that I didn’t answer her calls. I tend to avoid her, that’s nothing new. But then, as time went on, she called more and more frequently, leaving me messages asking if I’d had lunch with Lucy, like she’d asked me to.
Once I replied by text that we had in fact had lunch and Lucy looked happy and healthy, that had started another barrage of unanswered calls. Then more text messages. I gave short, clipped replies.
Maybe that was a mistake. I should have realized that with a lack of data on her daughter, Marion was overdue to come for a visit.
Luckily, she’s only here for the weekend. An entire weekend without Lucy in my house and in my bed sounds like torture. But when it’s time, I put a smile on my face and take her back to her tiny apartment.
“I need to finish unpacking,” she tells me as I drive her over on Saturday morning.
I wasn’t willing to let her stay here last night. Especially not if I have to be without her tonight.
“Is your mother staying with you?” I ask her.
“In my Murphy bed?” she scoffs. “No way. She got a room at the closest hotel with a four-star rating.”
I huff out a laugh. That sounds like Marion. “Then why don’t you come back over to my place tonight. I’ll bring you back bright and early.”
“Daddy,” she whispers. “Imagine if Mom is brighter and earlier than you are?”
“We could always just tell her you’re moving in with me.”
Lucy snorts. “Yeah, that’ll go over well.”
“You’ll have to tell her, eventually.”
Lucy hunches her shoulders a little. That has me frowning.
“Unless this is just a temporary thing for you.”
It’s only been a couple weeks, but I already know that I won’t be able to get enough of her. I’m in this. I want her. She’s smart and funny and gorgeous, and sexy. And when she calls me Daddy, all the blood in my body rushes to my cock.
“It’s not for me,” she says, then bites her lip.
“And you think it is for me?” I ask her.
She shrugs.
I sigh. “Lucy. I moved you into my home. I don’t even want you spending one night in this tiny apartment you rented. I’m hoping I can help you get out of your lease. Does that sound temporary?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Good. Now, why don’t you just go tell your mother?”
“Not today. Please, Daddy.”
I take a breath. “Tomorrow, then.”
“I can’t tell her face-to-face,” Lucy says. “You know how she is. She’ll freak out and try to get me to move home. I need to tell her over the phone so that I can hang up if I need to, so she can’t try to drag me to the airport.”
She has a point. I don’t want to risk losing her. Marion will be much less likely to talk Lucy into something like that over the phone.
“We’re going to have a deadline,” I tell her.
“Yes. Of course, Daddy.”
“And you won’t drag it out beyond that deadline.”
“I promise,” she says.
I pull up in front of her apartment building. “Tell me when you’re home safe and tucked in for the night.”
She gives me a smile. “Yes, Daddy.”