Escaping the Friendzone (Monsters of Moonvale, #3)

by Emily Antoinette

This happens with all of my leggings—my thighs are too powerful to be contained.

If I were your daddy. God, why does that sound so good? I don’t need a man to take care of me. I can do it on my own…but fuck, it would be so nice to let him help me. To know that someone else has things under control. To know that I don’t have to do everything on my own and I can just relax for a bit.