Page 19 of Taco Daddy

Bree and Eden’s conversation flowed through and past her, as she picked apart every bit of her interaction with Andres—she absolutely refused to think of him as ‘Daddy’ anything now—from the moment he’d walked up to her.So much for thinking fate had drawn them together or that he’d seen her and been immediately attracted.

No.She was Taco Girl.The bitch who had denigrated his tacos and complained about the wait for them.

The worst part was a small part of her feltbad,knowing he’d overheard her.Which was dumb because he was a big jerk who thought it was okay to spank her to get back at her for saying it.

And the incredibly hot sex?What’s the explanation for that?

Duh.Guys like sex.

He already had her bent over, so why not?

Except he seemed sincere.He was gentle.He was upset when his friends outed him.

Of course, he was upset.He’d been caught.No one liked being caught.

Doesn’t explain why he was so gentle with you.

Rita wished she could shove the stupid voice in her head right out the window.

“Rita?Are you okay?What happened with you and that guy?Did he hurt you?”

Eden’s voice cut through the argument she was having with herself, and Rita jumped.She could see Bree glancing at her in the rearview mirror while Eden had turned around in her seat to peer at her.Even in the darkness, her concern was evident.

“Hurt you in a bad way,” Bree clarified when Rita didn’t answer immediately.

She didn’t know how to answer.How to explain.So, she said the thing that kept going through her head on repeat.

“He owned the taco truck.”

Confusion met her statement.

“The one from today.He knew I compared it to Taco Bell.”

The dawning horror on their faces was exactly how she had felt.They pelted her with questions that she couldn’t answer, but that was how she finally managed to spill the whole story.How he’d approached her.Offered to spank her.How they’d ended up in the private room instead of in the main Dungeon.

She glossed over how amazing the sex had been, which made Eden’s lips pinch, but her friend didn’t pry.

Then the worst part.Running into his friends.What they had said about Taco Girl.Realizingshewas Taco Girl, that he owned the truck, and knew what she’d said, that he’d probably been getting revenge instead of…

Instead of…

Instead of wanting her for her.Instead of being her dream Daddy Dom come to life.Instead of living up to all the promise she’d felt when it was just the two of them.

It was stupid to feel heartbreak over a man she’d just met, yet here she was.

“Wow… So, he’s Taco Daddy.”

Rita glared at Eden, who wasn’t even looking at her, so it was a totally wasted effort.

“Seriously?All of that, and what you got out of it was Taco Daddy?”

“I mean…” Eden glanced over her shoulder, not appearing nearly as apologetic as she should be.“It sounded like the sex was pretty good.And the spanking.”

“That’s not the point!He humiliated me!”

Silence descended.Rita crossed her arms over her chest.Bree glanced at her in the rearview mirror again before refocusing on the road and making the last turn to Eden’s house, where they all got ready.

“Okay, I don’t want you to feel like I’m not on your side.Obviously, Eden and I are always on your side…”

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