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“Daddy do you… want me to… I mean that looks uncomfortable.”

Cal laughed as he gently picked her up and settled her back into the driver’s seat.

“Wait! I want to look some more! For science!”

Cal buckled her seat belt.

“Seriously, do you have a measuring tape?”

“Honey…”

Sage looked at him, her face and eyes still flushed and bright.

“Yeah?”

“Thank you baby.”

Sage looked at him, surprised.

“For what?”

Cal smiled as he adjusted his pants, Sage watching very closely as if taking mental notes.

Cal, despite his unfulfilled longing, gently held her hand.

“For trusting me. For letting me in. For being so honest and… God princess, for letting me see your body do something so beautiful.”

Sage smiled at him as she began to unbuckle her belt.

“Good. Then let me⁠—”

“No!” Cal laughed as he buckled her back in. “Is this going to be a thing with you, sweetheart?”

Sage tilted her head as if seriously considering the question. Then she smiled. “Yes. Definitely yes.”

Cal looked at her, smiling back, and said, “Good. But for now baby… drive us home, okay?”

Sage shifted into drive, the newly rebuilt Jeep engine roaring as she quickly picked up speed.

“Okay Daddy. But you have till tomorrow.”

Cal’s body started to calm down. Slowly.

“Tomorrow? For what?” he asked, confused.

Sage smirked.

“Till I take matters… and other things, into my own hands. Literally.”

Cal groaned. “If I live that long.”

Sage laughed and turned the music back up.

Sage barely held the phone as it rang.

“Sage?”

“I… Izzz… Izzy!”