Page 113 of The KING Review

Me:

never

I miss you

like, a lot, which is kind of embarrassing for a grown woman with her own Netflix password and everything

Professor Daddy:

I miss you too, angel. It’s not forever. I meant that the first time, when you asked me to promise. I promised you then, and I still promise you now - this is not forever.

Me:

are you reading or are you lying on the couch thinking about me?

Professor Daddy:

Yes.

Me:

that’s not an answer

Professor Daddy:

It’s all I’ve got right now, baby girl.

My heart does the thing where it launches into my throat and then sort of pinballs around, looking for somewhere to land. I hug my knees to my chest, grinning at my phone like an idiot.

Me:

I wish you were here

or that I was there

Professor Daddy:

Me too. And not only because I’m starving.

Me:

make some food then?

Professor Daddy:

Not that kind of starving.

Me:

pervert

Professor Daddy:

Only for you.

Me:

are you okay, really?