Daddies And Their Naughty Angel
“It’s been forever. Where’ve you been?!”
“Around.” I moved to the counter, lowering my voice. “I need candy. The sweetest kind you have.”
The sweeter it was, the more potent. The stronger and more likely to make me forget.
“Sure thing.” Gummie ducked below the counter, a few seconds later, she came back up with a small bag. “These are pricey though. Like, really pricey. But there’s nothing else like them on the market right now. Pure, clean, strong as hell.”