Wanting Daddy
Benjamin asked, before slipping the forkful of boiled Irish potatoes into his mouth.
“No, but I do,” She replied, “She lives at the condo beside us. Should I let her in?”
“Since you know her then, sure,’’ Benjamin shrugged, and Matilda nodded before taking her leave.
A moment later, a blonde woman clad in the skimpiest gown I'd ever laid eyes on, catwalked into the dining area, a lewd smile stretching her red tinted lips, as she shook hands with Benjamin.
“Hi, I'm Kylie,” She said, causing Leah and I to share a stunned look, “I own the grill spot beside your villa and I have to say you're way more handsome than people said you were.”