for by the very role of the people who rejected me. Every girl needs a daddy in her life, but what does she do when there is not one there for her? She begins to search….
Kristina wrote frantically until the early morning hours, expressing her thoughts, needs, and confusion regarding the dichotomy of desire. Glancing at the clock, she gasped. It was 6 a.m. She was going to be late for the breakfast shift if she didn’t hurry! She quickly dressed and raced to the restaurant, making record time. Half asleep and dead on her feet, Kristina walked over to a table where a very large, d ark haired, handsome man sat next to a beautiful, petite blonde woman. Kristin a forced b ack a yawn and smiled . “Welcome to Denny’s. Can I take your order?”
“Latte for my girl and leaded for me, please,” the man said, his dimples showing.
Kristina nodded, eyeing him. He looked very familiar. “I’m sorry, I don’t me an to be rude, but do I know you from somewhere?” she asked, writing down the order.
“I don’t think we’ve met.”
“I know I’ve seen you before…. Wait, are you related to Bill Johnson?”
“Yes, I’m his oldest son, Rob.”
“It’s so good to meet you! I’m being tutored by your brother, Bryon. I’m Kristina Barker.”
“Why, yes! He told us about you. I’m very pleased to meet you, Kristina. This is Cassandra, my fiancée.”
Kristina stared at the girl, blinking. Fiancée?
“You better explain before she has a heart attack.” Cassie piped in.
“No blood relation. Married into the family. Took 12 years and she finally came to her senses and saw th at I’m a good catch .” Rob grinned.
“You’re a major butthead. I’m a much better catch than you are and you know it. You look tired, Kristina.” Cassie said, punching his arm.
“I am. I was up all night writing.”
“That’s right, you’re working with Suz. How’s it going?” Rob asked, giving Cassie the ‘eye’ for her disrespectful comment towards him.
“Word gets around fast in your family, huh? I just started. It should be interesting.”
“What’s it on?” Cassie asked, ignoring Rob’ h and on her thigh .
“She’s researching some areas in alternative lifestyles. I’m helping her. It’s something called age-play.”
Rob and Cassie glanced at each other. So, that’s what Suzanne was up to!
“Sounds fascinating. Is Bry helping you with it?” Rob asked.
“He gave me some ideas. He’s going to do the editing and help Suzanne a bit with the research. I’m sorry I looked surprised. He told me your age, but by the way he talks about you, I couldn’t help but picture you as being 5 or 6.” Kristina commented towards Cassie.
She wrinkled her nose. “Believe me, he treats me like I’m 5 or 6 sometimes. So does this one,” she tilted her head towards Rob.
“Can’t help it when you act that way, brat. Plus, you’re no bigger than a bug.”
“Bite me.”
“Can’t you wait until we get home?”
“You’re not getting anything from me when we get home, Mister Man. That you can count on,” Cassie smarted back with a scowl.
“Oh really? We’ll see about that, little lady,” Rob answered back good-naturedly. Only Cassie could see the warning glint in his eye. She swallowed, knowing she’d crossed the line again.
Unaware of the dynamics between them, Kristina laughed. She now understood Bryon’s affectionate warning about his family. She finished taking their orders, excused herself and left.
“So, that’s the little girl that Daddy Bryon was talking about,” Cassie said sweetly, snuggling into his large arm and kissing his bicep, hoping to steer the conversation away from her n aughty behavior.
Rob nodded, kissing her temple in return. “It looks like it. Now, what did you say to me?” he asked sternly.
“I was just playing,” Cassie whispered, chewing on her lower lip.
“We’ll talk about your smart comments when