My Baby's Daddy

She gulped a little. Whoa, is he a telepath like Anya? But I haven’t said anything yet. She took her candles and went upstairs to decorate the room. By nine at night, she was already waiting for him on the couch. Eventually she heard the sound of his footsteps. Her heart started beating faster with each footstep. He’s here.

Elliot had taken his trench coat off, and he was wearing a dark shirt inside. His pants were wrapped tightly around his taut, muscular legs. He came to her side and patted her head. “I’ll get showered.” Elliot went to the bathroom and came back out in his pajamas twenty minutes later. The look in his eyes was passionate enough to burn her up.

She knew he was thinking of her as a work of art, and he was admiring it.

He lay on the bed and beckoned to her. “Come here, Mrs. Presgrave. It’s bedtime.”

She did not move. She refused to listen to him just like a cheeky child. Anastasia rested her chin on her hands and smiled smugly. “No, I’m not sleepy yet.”

He laughed and heaved a sigh. “It’s my fault.”

and came up to her. “I’ll run you through an

to run away, but he held her arm and pulled her into his embrace. At the same time she looked up, he held the back of her head to press his lips against hers. She could feel that he her, as if he would gobble her up right away. She opened her eyes a little and saw him looking at her, as if trying to suck her in. She closed her eyes, her heart racing. She held his waist in embarrassment, and halfway through the kiss, she felt herself getting lighter. He had picked her up, and

looked at her beloved, whose face was illuminated by the light. She finally let go of what

out to her gently.

Well, for the most part of it. The bedroom’s light remained on until dawnbreak. Anastasia finally woke up at about eleven.

chuckled and gave her a kiss. She can be so shy

She wanted to hear his voice more. It was

the sunlight had gathered. Her skin was fair and gleaming

decided to stay with him and do nothing the