DADDIES AND THEIR GOOD GIRLS
The heavy, panicked steps of a man trying to hide an affair didn't sound like the slow, deliberate, clicking heels currently stepping onto the hardwood floor.
Inker entered, stopping right at the entrance of the room.
Gigi finally moved her arm, looking over her shoulder toward the doorway.
"You're back early," she said, her voice smooth, showing absolutely no guilt or fear.
Inker smiled, a calm, knowing expression settling over her elegant features.
"Yes, and I brought you a gift."
Gigi frowned, her eyebrows knitting together as she pushed herself up into a sitting position on the chair.
"What gift?"
Inker gestured toward the hallway just as a beautiful, exceptionally busty woman entered th