Claimed By My Best Friend’s Daddy
His low groan followed seconds later, my name rough on his lips.
We stayed on the line, breathing together in the aftermath.
“I miss you,” he said finally, softer now. “This silence was killing me, don’t go silent on me again, or I might just fly to your school and pick you up.”
“I miss you too,” I whispered, tears pricking my eyes. “But I’m so scared, Rhys. She’s my best friend, my sister.”
“I know, and we’ll figure it out. Soon.”
I hung up before the guilt could swallow me whole, cleaned up, and crawled back into bed. Mirabel slept peacefully across the room, completely unaware.