Joey wasn't the girl who went running to her parents when she couldn't sleep. The last time she'd climbed in bed with them had probably been when she was six, and she was pretty sure it had been to pee, and then run away laughing.Â
Yet here it was, four in the morning, and she was walking into the danger zone. That's what she called her parents' room, because the amount of times she'd walked in on all of them naked and fucking was just... she didn't want to go there. She had something on her mind though, and while she knew she could talk to her mom about it, this was more of a dad thing. A real dad thing, mainly because she'd upset herself so much thinking about the hell she'd been putting him through since puberty that she just... she needed to talk to him.
"Daddy?" she asked, her voice soft as she shook his shoulder gently. He was spooning her mom, who looked like she still had Lukas' dick inside her and Joey didn't even know how that shit happened without injury. "Daddy... wake up," she said again, a little louder, until he started stirring.
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