I don’t want him to touch me so openly. Especially not in front of this other man. Kayce beams down at me with that blue-eyed charm turned up to megawatt status. Giving me a look that, for a brief moment in time, used to make me go all gooey inside, thinking that he was looking at me as if I was someone special. Only now, it does absolutely nothing for me. “Dad, this is my girlfriend, Layla.” My brain and body separate into different dimensions for a moment. Dad?
