All Chapters of Anything For You: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

As they walked, Emily's mind drifted to Lucas' skilled ministrations, heat pooling in her core. She shook her head, trying to focus on the task at hand."Fuck, Em," Sophia breathed. "I need to find myself a Lucas."Emily laughed, linking arms with her friend. "There's only one Lucas, I'm afraid. But maybe we can find you a 'daddy', as you put it."Sophia snorted. "God, can you imagine? Me calling some guy 'daddy'? I'd probably burst out laughing.""Never say never," Emily teased, winking at her friend. "Now come on, we've got more flyers to deliver. And then maybe I'll tell you about the thing he does with his fingers."Two hours and countless flyer deliveries later, Emily's feet ached as she collapsed into a chair in a café. The scent of freshly ground coffee and warm pastries enveloped her, a welcome respite from the afternoon's exertions."Christ, I'm knackered," Sophia groaned, slumping across the table. "Remind me why we didn't just hire some uni students to do this shit?"Emily

Emily leaned back in her office chair, stretching her arms overhead as she stifled a yawn. The past week had been a whirlwind of passionate nights and cozy dinners with Lucas. Her body still hummed with the lingering effects of their latest tryst.Come Friday, she was sitting in her office, counting down until the end of the day when her phone buzzed on the desk.Daddy: Call when you can. Got news.Emily's heart quickened."Hey, baby girl," his deep voice rumbled through the phone."What's up?" Emily twirled a strand of hair around her finger."I found him. My son." Lucas' voice cracked slightly.Emily's breath caught. "Holy shit, Luke. That's incredible.""Yeah, I can hardly believe it." He let out a shaky laugh. "I'm meeting him this weekend. Hopefully going to, you know, get to know the kid."Emily's mind raced. This was huge for Lucas. "That's amazing news. How are you feeling?""Nervous as hell," Lucas admitted. "What if he hates me?""He won't," Emily said firmly. "You're fuckin

The fluorescent lights of Victoria's Secret cast a rosy glow over the sea of lace and satin. Emily's fingers trailed over silky fabrics as she and Sophia navigated the racks, their eyes scanning for the perfect piece."What about this one?" Sophia held up a crimson teddy with strategically placed cutouts. Emily wrinkled her nose. "Too... porn star. I want sexy, not 'available for hire'."Sophia cackled, replacing the hanger. "Fair enough. Ooh, what about this?"She brandished an emerald green babydoll that shimmered under the lights. Emily's eyes lit up. "Now we're talking. That would look amazing with my skin tone."As Emily held the garment up to her chest, her mind wandered. What would Lucas think? Would his eyes dar

The words swam before her eyes, blurring together. She blinked hard, trying to focus."Oh, fuck," Emily whispered, her voice cracking. "He says he loves me."Sophia leaned in, eyes wide. "Whoa. That's... intense."Emily laughed, a sharp, bitter sound. "Yeah, no shit. What am I supposed to do with that?"She stared at the screen, her thumb hovering over the keyboard. The tequila churned in her stomach, threatening to make a reappearance."I can't... I can't deal with this right now," she muttered, tossing the phone aside. It landed face-down on the couch cushion, the message still glowing accusingly.Sophia wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Hey, it's okay. You don't have to fig

The harsh glare of neon lights assaulted Emily's eyes as she sank into the worn leather chair, her fingers already wrapping around the cool glass of her first shot. The bar buzzed with the usual Saturday night crowd, a cacophony of laughter and clinking glasses mingling with the thrumming bass of some forgotten rock anthem."Fuck me, I needed this," Emily muttered, knocking back the shot in one swift motion. The tequila burned a fiery path down her throat, settling warm and heavy in her gut.Sophia raised an eyebrow, already lining up their next round. "Slow down, tiger. We've got all night to drown your sorrows."Emily snorted, reaching for a chicken wing. "Right, because pacing myself has worked out so well lately."As she tore into the spicy meat, her mind drifted bac