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    Copyright 2013 Alexia Stark
    Julia’s Daddy - Caught Stripping book two
    Alexia Stark
     
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    Juli a’ s Daddy – Caught Stripping book two
     
     
    Julia blinked, trying to forget everything that had happened the week before. Her mother’s words floated around her, haunting her mind.
    “Sorry, I just can’t stay here anymore. I need to get out, see the world, and I can’t do t hat with you hanging off my hip,” her mother had said, her pretty face screwed up in a fake expression of concern and love.
    It didn’t matter that Julia was far from “hanging off her mother’s hip” now that she was ready to face her freshman year. Her step father, David, promised he’d take care of her after her mother left. She believed him. He’d been a stellar parent, far better than her mother had ever been.
    Tears filled her eyes. She didn’t love me. So what? Maybe if she told herself often enough that she didn’t care, she wouldn’t. The tears slipped down her cheeks, seeking her ears and she sniffed quietly.
    A knock at the door was followed by soft words. “Baby, you okay?” David’s tone suggested he thought she might be sleeping, and she was tempted to play along.
    “Yes.” Her voice, thick with tears, seemed to prompt him to open the door a crack.
    “May I come in?” he asked.
    “Yes.” She watched the door press forward, and he came into sight. He filled the doorway. He didn’t move for a moment, and she knew he was letting his eyes adjust to the dark. In his hand he gripped a steaming mug, and the scent of cocoa and something she couldn’t place filled the air.
    “I brought you some cocoa.” He made his way to the side of her bed and set the mug on her nightstand.
    “Thank you, Daddy.”
    He leaned over as she sat up, and she wound her arms around his neck. His stubble stung against her cheek, and she nestled her face into the curve between his shoulder and ear.
    “I love you, sweetheart. Is there anything I can do for you?” he asked, and she nodded. He pulled away, sitting on the edge of her bed. His hand reached out, brushing her hair from her face.
    She spoke, not quite trusting her voice. “I’m going to get a job, Daddy.”
    “You don’t have to-“
    She cut him off. “When mom was here, you had a double income. I don’t want to lose the house, ruin your credit, all that stuff.” She’d heard him talk about it to her mother on the phone, and she prided herself on being a bright kid.
    “You don’t need to worry about that kind of stuff. That’s Daddy’s worry.” He smiled at her in the dark, and she shook her head.
    “You don’t have to worry alone. I’m part of this family.” And much more mature than other girls her age. Even though her breasts had only recently began making an appearance.
    “Besides,” she continued, “I have a friend who thinks she can get me a job.”
    He shook his head, his dark eyes worried. “You’re not talking about Miranda, are you?” Miranda was Julia’s eighteen year old friend, and Daddy often said she was a bad influence with her not-so-subtle trysts.
    “Yes, Daddy, I am. Miranda’s not bad, and you can trust me .”
    He turned his face away. “I know I can trust you. But you’re growing up so fast, it’s kind of…” he trailed off, and she smiled.
    “Growing up is good. I’m already way ahead of the other girls my age.” She pulled her knees to her chest.
    He gave her a sharp glance, and she realized he’d mistaken her meaning when he spoke. “Baby, you