~Lynn's P.O.V~
"Daddy!" I call.
Ethan suddenly appears in the doorway.
"What is it babygirl?" He says in a deep, husky voice.
"I need you" I say smirking.
He chuckles and grabs a silver packet from his pocket.
"Lynn" he says.
"Daddy?" I say back.
"Lynn" he says again this time a bit confused.
Suddenly I feel myself being shaken.
"Lynn, what did you just say?" Ethan asks as I open up my eyes.
My eyes widen as I look around my bedroom.
"Umm..."
"Did you just call me 'Daddy'?" Ethan asks taking his hands off of me.
Shit.
"Ummm..no" I say pulling myself up slowly.
"Okay, well I made you some lunch" he said.
"Okay, um, thanks" I say awkwardly pulling my covers off of me.
He just nods and leaves my room.
I mentally slap myself.
"What the hell, Lynn?" I whisper.
Thanks to me this whole situation just probably got way more awkward.
Wow, though.
That was my first dirty dream.
I mean nothing happened, but still.
I mean I called Ethan 'Daddy'.
What the hell was I even thinking?
Well, dreaming..
I pull myself off of my bed and I slowly walk across to the door.
I take a deep breathe before entering the hallway.
I could hear Ethan putting a plate down.
God I need to prepare myself for some awkward shit that might go down.
Then again any encounter of ours always ends up being awkward and stuff.
Eh.
I enter the kitchen and I see Ethan pouring a glass of water.
I let out a small cough to notify Ethan that I entered the room.
Ethan's eyes left the cup and looked at me.
A smirk started to form on his pink lips.
"So, what were you dreaming of?" He asks taking a drink of water.
I shrug as I come over to the island and pull out a stool.
"Channing Tatum" I say winking.
I look down at the plate that has a grilled cheese on it.
"Sure" Ethan says taking a bite out of his.
"Thanks by the way" I say picking up the sandwich and taking a bite.
"Your welcome, babygirl" he says.
I choke on my grilled cheese.
Did he just fucking call me babygirl?
Holy shit I'm out.
I finish fully swallowing my bite, "So, how long was I out?"
Trying to change the subject ^^
Ethan shrugs, "I've been home for like an hour, so I don't know"
I nod, "Did you get potato chips?"
He chuckles, "Actually yes! It's in the bag on the dining table"
He puts his chin up pointing to the table beside us.
I nod and I slip off of the stool I currently sat in.
I opened the Walmart bag to see potato chips, Gatorade, and....
"So did you just sleep while I was gone?" Ethan asks from behind me.
I gulp as I nod.
I was staring at fucking condoms.
Probably 5 or 6 packs of them.
"You must be really tired" he continues.
"Yeah, um, I guess I was just..really tired and shit" I say as I still stare down at the several packages of condoms.
"What's taking you so long?" Ethan chuckles.
"Oh sorry, I was reading the potato chip bag stuff" I say grabbing the chips and closing the bag.
I turn around to see Ethan taking another bite of his sandwich, acting all innocent and shit even though this guy has 6 whole boxes of 24 condoms.
Ethan turned his head and smiled at me.
I smiled back,
Oh god this is great.
••••
BAHAHAHA SHE FOUND THE CONDOMS 😂😂😂
Well I am going to go continue my hard ass edit that I've been working on literally ALL DAMN DAY
I might update again today..
We'll see!
PEACE🖕🏻🖕🏻
