Alexander Smith, my senior year Russian teacher. I should call him teacher, but there’s something else I need to call him more. Daddy. I’m ashamed to admit the weird thoughts rushing around in my head, but it turns out it’s exactly what he wants to hear. He wants me to call him Daddy, which is exactly what I want him to be for me. But my Daddy has a secret. He might be a bad man, but his heart is good, and it belongs to me. This is a short, steamy, daddy romance. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.