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Haunting Past
Damon stops, and I climb off the bike. My dad’s bike is here, so he is home.
"Want me to come in?" He looks at me, and I shake my head. "Are you sure? It sounded serious." He is right. For my dad to go searching for me means something. Maybe he knows and just wanted to pull me about it and not Damon?
"Yeah, come in just in case." I don't know why I am worried. Walking in, he stays behind me.
"God, I love your ass, baby girl."
"And so, you should, Daddy, it's all yours." My words are quiet and taunting as I step through the house. Getting outside the back, I stop.
"Princess." My dad looks at me, but my eyes go past him and stare at the person before me.
"Hi, Trix." The words are alluring as Paul stares at me. What the fuck? I step back, but I can't. My body hits into Damon.
"What...Why is he here!" I scream, looking at my dad.
"With me." I turn and look at Melanie.
"You're joking, right?" I stare at her, but he s
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