Wet For Daddy
“It won’t.”
His voice lowered slightly.
“You’re scaring me.”
For a moment, I almost softened.
Almost.
“I’ll be careful,” I said.
After the call ended, I sat on the couch and placed my hand on my stomach.
Three days.
I couldn’t afford mistakes.
The next morning, Mia sent a short message.
Security guard rotation identified. Night shift leaves the rear side vulnerable between 1:15 AM and 1:27 AM.
Twelve minutes.
Not much.
Another message followed.