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I gave her a nasty smile.

“Because I’ll press charges against you for stealing it.”

With that, I walked back over to my house and was about to go in search of my daughter when something caught my eye.

Movement from the house beside mine. The one that Aspen said she’d yet to see the people who lived there.

I stared for a long moment, waiting for the movement again, but nothing happened, and my curiosity fled just as fast as it’d appeared.

Especially when my daughter came out of the house and flew into my arms.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whispered, hugging me tightly.

I hugged her back, bringing her into my arms and lifting her up off her feet.

“Just leave it, Sweetie,” I said gruffly. “We’ll work it out. We always do.”

Attie laughed.

“That’s what you think. She’s on a tirade.”

I looked up as the truck I’d bought for Attie peeled out of the driveway and gritted my teeth.

“When you get back home, I want you to take the keys away from your mother and don’t give them back. When you turn sixteen on Friday, that car is yours and yours only, or I’ll take it back. Understand?” I asked.

She nodded.

“But what if she takes it without asking?” She challenged.

“Then you tell me, and I’ll take care of it.”

She sighed.

“Yes, Dad.”

I put my arm around her and started walking inside, trying hard not to turn around and head back to Aspen’s.

I’d go later after I dropped Attie back off after the get together we were having with the rest of the men on the A shift.

Then I’d set her straight.

I just hoped that she’d listen.

Chapter 10

Pizza Slut

-T-shirt

Aspen

Friday - Thirteen hours later

I slammed my fingers down on the keyboard, insanely annoyed that I now had to tell how fun the product was, despite the fact that the person I’d had the fun with was a douche bag.

A knock sounded at my door, and I turned to glare at it.

“Who is it?” I yelled.