Page 1 of Daddy's Always Right

ChapterOne

PRINCESS

Ishould look away. This isn’t something I’m allowed to watch. Whenever Daddy and I are watching a show or a movie and things like this pop on the screen, he will cover my eyes with his big hand so that I can’t see it. It never stopped me from hearing it, though.

When I heard the slight moan I thought I might know what it was. So I slowly creeped through a section of books that I never ventured into. The non-fiction. I’ve been keeping to the romance section since I found it a few weeks ago. Now it’s my addiction. It gave me an idea of what my daddy has been shielding from my eyes. Now I think I might be getting a real-life view of it.

I pull one of the books off the shelf to peek into the next section. That’s where the moans are coming from.

There’s a girl pressed up against the wall between two bookcases. Her legs are wrapped around a man, and he has his hand up her shirt. The man’s pants are on the floor and he rocks against her.

When a small gasp leaves me, the girl's eyes lock with mine. She smirks at me, and I quickly shove the book back into place and hurry to the front desk. I'm mortified! How can I ever come back to the library?

I put the book I want to check out on the counter, and Debra takes my library card from me. "This is a good one," she says and winks.

Oh, my god. At this point, my cheeks have to be on fire. I duck my head to fide my face as I search for the book I'm returning from my bag.

"Oh." I search deeper like it might magically appear. "I forgot the one I was going to return."

"It's fine." Debra pushes my new book back to me along with my card. "You can have more than one out at a time."

"Thanks." I shove it down into my bag so Daddy doesn't see it.

“Is your father picking you up?” Debra’s eyes go to the front doors of the library.

“No,” I lie. “He’s busy.”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her he’s on a date, but I don’t want to utter those words. Most of all, I want her to stop staring at my daddy. What’s wrong with people? Doesn’t she have her own daddy?! I bet if I asked about hers, she wouldn’t want to share him either.

Her shoulders drop. “Is he, ah”—Debra tucks a piece of hair behind her ear—“dating anyone?”

“He doesn’t date,” I answer firmly.

Debra cocks her head to the side, giving me a half-smile. “Right.”

I can tell from her tone that she thinks I’m naïve about what my daddy is up to, but he’s not like that. I would know. Daddy says we don’t keep secrets from each other. Ever.

“I am right,” I huff before making my way out of the library. I wonder if there’s another library around here that I can start visiting.

The second I walk out of the library, I see Daddy's truck. He sees me too because he gets out and walks around to open my door. When I’m a few feet from him, I fling myself into his arms. Daddy catches me before pulling me into a hug and lifting me off my feet.

Without thinking, I wrap my legs around him the same way I’d seen the girl in the library do it. When his hand goes to my bottom, he chuckles.

“You miss me?” I nod but keep my face buried in his neck. I’m still extra annoyed by Debra. “What’s wrong?” Daddy gives my bottom a squeeze to get my attention. I shake my head because I don’t want to talk about it. But of course he doesn’t let it go. “Princess.”

“I want to go to a different library.”

“Get in. We’ll talk about it.” I reluctantly remove my legs from around him while Daddy deposits me in the truck. After he fastens my seatbelt, he looks into my eyes. “We need to talk about your library visits anyhow.”

“We do?” Oh craptickle.

“We do.” Daddy reaches into the glove box and pulls out my lost library book. Double craptickle.

“What?” I play with the end of my dress, not meeting his eyes.

“Princess. If you want to read big girl things, then it’s time we talk about what those things are.”

“Do we have to?” I peek up at him through my lashes, but his jaw is set in a hard line. It makes it hard for me to read his expression. He’s been doing that a lot lately, and it makes me wiggle in my seat. The same way I do when I’m reading some of these books.

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