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Insistent
CLAY
Seeing her walk into the house was waking something in me. I hadn't felt this way since Kelly left me and our daughter. There was just something about her that was pulling me without even wanting to. As I was about to get in my truck to leave, I heard her scream from her bedroom.
"Dad, the pretty lady is in trouble," I heard Emily speak from inside the truck.
Running into the house and up the stairs, I opened the door just as she was coming out of the bathroom frantically, bumping into my chest, my hand falling on her back as I subconsciously stroked it. She was full of mud and her eyes looked at me, wide open in shock, but also grateful for the sudden comfort I gave her.
"Let me go!" she screamed. That's what I did, raising my hands in the air and showing her I meant no harm. The only harm I could do it with my mouth….Well, with putting her in place if she ever insulted Katherine again.
"Please, get me something to cov
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