Bar Night: A Wild Adventure
I leaned past him and prompted Maya, "Scoot over to the other side a little. Don't lean on Mr. Steele."
To my surprise, Maya shot me a glare. In a tone of annoyance, she protested, "What's wrong with you, Dad? Why are you asking me to scoot when I finally had this chance to come here and have fun?"
Upon saying that, she continued sitting where she was, allowing Jerry to stroke her thigh.
As I watched all that happen right in front of me, my stomach began twisting with anxiety. Was this innocent daughter of mine about to be devoured by an animal?
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