Shh, Don't Tell Daddy
"Now, baby girl, go get ready."
I walk through and get ready. Walking back out, he is stood by the door, waiting. In his hand are my jacket and helmet.
"Where are we going?"
"To the club, baby girl."
I go to take the helmet and jacket, but he shakes his head.
"Eat first."
Rolling my eyes, I nod. Sitting I eat, quick, because I am excited to go to the club. I finish and jump up, hearing him laugh.
"Did it even touch your mouth, baby girl?" He questions.