One Sexy Daddy

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reason.”
    He caught something subtle in her tone of voice. “Stacy, how many times have you done this?”
    â€œDone what?” She said. She ducked her head so that the front-porch light couldn’t give away any secrets.
    â€œStarted an affair like this.”
    Her chin jerked up pugnaciously. “That’s none of your—”
    â€œIt is if I’m supposed to be your lover!”
    â€œShh!” she hissed. They both looked around the street. Two lights on the house directly across from hers had gone dark. Someone had turned off their water sprinkler. Cicadas stopped for a moment,poised for eavesdropping, and then their annoying chorus rose.
    â€œAll right, I’m a little inexperienced,” she said. “And that’s all I want to say about it.”
    â€œNo, you gotta tell me everything. Otherwise I won’t do it. At all.”
    There. He had found his bargaining chip. She wanted him. Really wanted him. He sure would like to know why.
    â€œWhy me, Stacy?”
    â€œI thought all men were happy to have sex. With any woman.”
    â€œAll men are not like that.”
    â€œYou seem to be.”
    Adam opened up, ready to launch into his defense. Then he sat down on the porch swing.
    â€œAll right, maybe a little. But I’m a man with strong appetites. And I’ve changed a lot since I was in my twenties. I like women. I won’t give you any argument about that.”
    â€œAm I the kind of woman you’d want?”
    A momentary flicker of insecurity crossed her face. He stretched his arms to either side. His shirt collar seemed quite comfortable. In fact, Adam was feeling pretty good right about now.
    â€œYou’re easy on the eyes, easy to talk to. I’d say yeah, sure.”
    She put her hands on her hips. “Okay then, you’ve got something I want—sex. And I’ve gotsomething you want—housekeeping. And I think it’s a fair trade.”
    â€œI’d still feel better if this was a cash transaction.”
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    A T THAT moment, Stacy would have liked nothing better than for the ground to collapse into a sink-hole the size of some of those she had read about in newspapers. That or perhaps a meteorite clunking her on the head.
    â€œForget I asked.”
    â€œStacy, I didn’t mean it the way it sounded. It’s just you’re beautiful and there’s gotta be men up here in Deerhorn who’d be happy to—”
    â€œI said forget it,” she said, marching up the steps to her house. This was too humiliating.
    â€œIt’s just you’re far too pretty and far too nice to have to…hey, don’t run away, we should talk about this.”
    She whirled and nearly shoved him off the porch. “Forget it.”
    â€œIt’s just that the way your proposal came out sounded so cold-blooded and professional.”
    â€œOkay, so I’m clumsy at it.”
    He steadied her with a firm grip on her arms. He looked her up. And down. She followed his gaze…and buttoned her top button over the froth of cotton at her breasts.
    â€œCan we please start over?” he asked.
    â€œI think we should simply say good night.”
    She shoved her hand to the bottom of her purse, engaging her keys in a game of keep away. She could nearly hear a metallic giggle each time her house key wriggled free of her grasp. Adam leaned against the doorjamb.
    â€œStacy, can we talk?”
    â€œNothing to talk about,” she mumbled into her front door. The fight had gone out of her. She had humiliated herself. And she hadn’t even told him about all the things she wanted.
    Were the normal experiences of everyday life really so out of reach for her? Had the eight years of caring for her father really put her so behind everyone else in depth of living that she could never catch up? Would she have to talk to the librarian?
    He stepped behind her, so close his breath caressed the exposed skin where her

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