Artist by Cleo White

Some ideas are universally terrible. Like drinking an entire bottle of wine and calling your dad’s best friend. The man who just so happens to be one of the most famous artists in the world.
Spoiler alert, it doesn’t end well.
It’s been years since I realized the way I feel about Penn Adler isn’t even a little platonic. He’s moved on to bigger and better things, and our lives have gone in two very different directions, but suddenly we’re being pulled back together.
I know it’s wrong. Penn is my dad’s best friend, so why do I want to call him Daddy?