Page 45 of Daddy's Sinful Baby Girl

“I love you too, and good luck, Dad.”

She hung up the phone and grinned.

“I take from the smile on your face that it was a good conversation,” Simon said, leaning against the doorjamb with his hands in his pockets.

“Yes. My dad says it’s a good move, keeping me from driving.”

“He’s a smart man.”

She snorted. “That’s what he said about you.”

Simon grinned.

“They want us to go there for Christmas. Would that be possible?”

“Absolutely. I want to meet your parents very much.”

“My dad wondered if we were in an unusual relationship.I asked what he meant, and he told me about how people are marrying their cars, dogs, or blow-up dolls.”

Simon threw his back head, laughing. “I’ve seen shows about that. But, I always said to each his own. It’s none of our business what they do as long as it’s legal and ethical.”

She nodded and then grinned.

“Uh-oh. What’s with the smile, Baby?”

“My dad also said that if my aunt had gotten laid a few times, she’d be nicer. My mom was horrified he said that, but Dad and I laughed.”

Simon grinned. “That’s hilarious, but I thought the same thing a few times.”

“Oh, heck. My mother’s going to go crazy.”

“Why?” Simon asked.

“Because you’re so much like my dad.”

“And that’s a bad thing?” Simon asked.

“She always says he keeps her on her toes.”

“You and your dad are a lot alike?”

“Yes.”

“Crap,” Simon said.

She was confused. “What?”

“That means you’re going to keep me on my toes, isn’t it?”

Casey grinned. “Oh, yeah.”

The End