Lips of an Angel

I never should have answered the goddamned phone.

My wife is literally in the next room. And here I am, listening to another woman call me Daddy. Her sweet voice begging for my help, making my knees weak.
And my morals.
Because now she’s here. In my house, tempting me with those big hazel eyes and shy smile.
My ex-girlfriend. My Little girl.
My ruin.