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Hidden In The Shadows
I walk back out, now wearing the skirt and the bra. I gave up on the cardigan and decided to wear just these.
“Soon, I am busy.” I hear his voice and stop. “Later, Scorpion, I have personal things on.” I watch as he places down the phone.
“You hung up on him?” I walk through, shocked. He never has before, never had he refused him.
“I did for you, baby girl. Your dad can handle shit without me for a few hours.”
“And if he comes here?” I look at him.
“The door is locked and bolted. So even if he unlocks it, he won’t get in.” He steps towards me, his eyes looking over my body. Biting my lip, I smile at him.
“I thought I had lost you, baby girl. When I opened the door and saw her there, and you were crying, I was so sure you were gone for good.”
I smile at him. “I’m not, and we’re forgetting that for now, Daddy. What was the plan? You just walked in, remember.”
I walk closer to him and smile.
“I don’t even know anym
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