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Her Dad’s Best Friend novel Chapter 14

Oh, shit.

He sees my face. “Something wrong, Sunshine?”

“Nope.” I shake my head. “I’ll just get changed and we can head out.”

I go into my room and throw open my closet. What’s appropriate for a celebratory dinner with my father and his best friend, the one who almost fucked me today but stopped because I am a virgin?

I hate everything in my closet. The periwinkle blue dress makes me look like I’m 12. I have a royal blue dress with pretty embroidery, but the neckline is too high. It’s hard, because I need a neckline low enough to tantalize Lincoln but high enough to pass my dad’s scrutiny.

I have a black dress with white stripes that I discard because they make me look wide. There’s a dress covered in flowers that makes me look like a little girl.

I don’t have anything to wear. I growl at my closet and wonder how angry my dad would be if I insisted on going to the mall to buy a new dress for tonight when our reservation is so soon.

I dig deeper into my closet. Then I see it.

The perfect dress is sitting there. I bought it on a dare from Kelly. She said that my clothes were too boring.

It sort of reminds me of a flamenco dancer’s costume, but there is a daring slit up the side that reveals a little leg when I walked. Tantalizing without actually showing anything.

I choose high-heeled ankle boots under the dress. I need three-inch heels because the skirt is so long.

I put on a very small amount of makeup. My dad knows that I didn’t wear much, so it would look weird if I showed up looking like a circus clown. I just put a little eyeliner on to emphasize my eyes, which everyone always tells me are beautiful. I look at my single tube of red lipstick but leave it alone. It’d be gone in a half minute when we started eating even if I did put it on.

I go downstairs in my ankle boots and pretty dress that looked demure until I walked. My dad is staring at his phone.

“Ready, Sunshine?”

“Ready, Dad.”

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