Daddy's Little Girl Revised


Light filtered in the bedroom from the adjoining bathroom. Leah Braden turned over on her side to check the clock. It wasn't even eight in the morning. With a yawn, she pushed herself up with an elbow. She untangled her limbs from the sheets.

The shadow of her husband fell upon the carpet. He had his back to the light, so Leah couldn't see his face, but she knew he was looking at her.

"Up already?" he said.

"I couldn't sleep."

He came closer to the bed, and she shrank away, but he only touched her foot. "Then have breakfast with me, pet. I'll have the chef make your favorites. French crepes and bacon and hash browns?"


I have been plagiarized fourteen times in the last two weeks. For this reason I am taking down everything but the first chapter for my long stories, so I can preserve my timestamps and prove that I wrote the stories first. If you guys need more information, please refer to the plagiarism notes for my long stories. I am now in the process of taking down this one-shot.

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