Deep didn't begin to explain his issues. He'd been beaten within an inch of his life several times by his own flesh and blood. Dad had never been gentle. So nothing Candi dished out would ever truly hurt him. With her, it was a game, something fun they shared.
"It's just fashion, Candi. She's trying to fit in." In Remington's mind, she was still a sweet little girl. He didn't think of her as a young woman. "Mara's a good kid. She won't get into any trouble."
He climbed back into bed and pulled her to him. "You can sleep naked. I don't mind that in the slightest."