My Baby's Daddy

Though she was itching to find out, she decided against voicing it out loud. He might not even respond to her question anyway. 

“I’m injured. Can you help me up? Of course, I won’t object to an offer of a piggyback,” Angela said to Richard.

He glanced at her before squatting down. in front of her. He did not mind giving her a piggyback ride.

Angela’s heart skipped a beat. He’s really going to carry me on his back? https://novelebook.com/home1After taking at close look at his wide and muscular back, she climbed onto him a little shyly and reached out to wrap her arms around his neck. He swiftly stood up with her clinging to him like a koala.

This had to be the strongest back she had ever ridden on.

“Why did you come looking for me?” Angela asked out of curiosity. Was it because he was worried about her safety?

little awkward with her on his back. This was the first time he ever carried a woman-previously,

very light, and her body felt very soft.

you want to ask

talk about it when we

olive tree with several ripened olives hanging from its branches, so she quickly said, “Richard, there’s a white olive tree over there.

on the tree as Angela continued to plead, “Hurry up and get a few for

little warm. He looked so cold and

that she thought about it, a guy like Richard who kept quiet and did as she asked was far more reliable. A guy like Dexter was as fake as could be, so why was she

her. When he handed it over to her, she spotted the clear stream that was flowing nearby and asked, “Could you help me wash them

about her seemingly endless requests. He went over and washed them before holding them out to her yet

his back, eating her white olives and listening to the birds singing their songs. Somehow, it all felt very