His Princess
I reassure my friend, getting a chuckle.
“Thanks, Hunter, I owe you one.” Eric says before we end the call.
“Uncle Hunter?” Looking at the open door, I find Jessica standing there, towel drying her hair and wearing a baggy t-shirt. I take a shallow breath, already knowing that I am either going to need a cold shower or rub one out, or both, with how tempting she looks right now.
“Was that my dad?” She asks.
“It was. He was checking in on you Princess.” I answer, walking towards her and watcher her eyes widen for a moment. Odd, she seems very alert today.
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