Daddy, don't flirt

He bends and scoops her in his arms, striding into the room.

Suddenly, Jamie is thrown into the bouncy bridal bed.

Her face is blushing crimson while desire, thick and hot, pools in her belly. Burned by Dan’s blazing gaze, she hastily buries her face in her hands.

She can never get too coy.

“I, I haven’t taken the bath. You…

“Together?” Dan arches his brow and locks her beneath his body with his arms popping him up on each side of her, leaning closer to her.

He quickly seals her lips with his before she can refuse.

“Hmm…” Jamie has to follow his lead as Dan’s kiss is so demanding that she can’t make a word.

Dan’s hands move their way across Jamie’s torso while Jamie feels her skin burning. Every touch gives her an unexpected shiver and surprise.

Looking at Jamie’s coy face, Dan’s gaze gets hot and intent, a satisfied smile on his face.

How lovely. They will get together forever and always.

…

The next morning chill wind blows in, which makes Jamie in sound asleep pout with dissatisfaction. She tries to grab her quilt, instead, she touches a warm body and moves herself close to it, holding it tight in her arms.

Which wakes Dan up, bending to gaze at Jamie’s tired but cute face. Delight coursing through his body, he tucks her in and holds her tight to sleep again.

But Jamie isn’t still. From time to time, her hands move around. If she’s not sound asleep, Dan will think she do it purposely to tantalize him.

It’s bittersweet for Dan to holds a sleeping beauty in his arms right now…

shining gold in the bright noon sunshine which is coaxing

into

and runs it down Dan’s cheek. When she touches his lips, Dan

tourmaline-black eyes are so intent that she almost

Dan’s voice is husky. He stares at her face to look

than usual, but she doesn’t forget last night’s exhaustion. More sex? She won’t get

today?” Jamie tries to

her, “I won’t waste my day after my wedding

What a boss!

whines in her

if you don’t go to work?”

never learns to restrain

is crumpled and anxiously asks, “Are you

shoots him a frustrated glare as she is too coy to tell him sex stuff, so

look fine. So, you’re going to tell me, or I check it by myself?” Dan doesn’t believe her and wants to

gaze. Finally, she murmurs with couple

too small

so much that he hastily shuffles to the nearby desk cabinet in

she blushes and stammers, “I can apply

doesn’t say anything to turn down her requests. His gaze becomes intent again as he slides the quilt off her body and looks at the bruises on her pale

make you hurt. I should take the blame and make up for my mistake.” Dan just wants to touch her skin, but he pretends to be

her shoulders and screams in her mind. If he’s

has no choice but to wait for him to

Dan puts the ointment aside and looks at the clock in the wall. It’s only ten

a smirk. She says, “Greece.

stand white houses with sapphire ceilings, which is a perfect place to spend

sneers as she finds what Dan really wants to ask about is her

name of the