My Baby's Daddy

Just as Willow’s head started drooping, Jasper quickly reached out to stop her from sliding off the couch. Willow was thoroughly exhausted. Jasper’s firm and broad chest gave her a sense of security, and he smelled pretty good too. She stretched out on the couch and used his thigh as her pillow.

“Why don’t you sleep on the bed?” Jasper suggested quietly. “I don’t want to!” Willow rejected the idea with her eyes still closed. She got into a more comfortable position and said, “I want to sleep here.”

Jasper had to let her be. Soon, she was sound asleep on his thigh, so he turned his attention back to her notes. A gentle sea breeze came in through the window. All was calm and serene.

Willow was still fairly innocent when it came to things of a romantic nature. She barely had any experience interacting with a man romantically. Even now, she was simply resting on Jasper’s thigh because it was comfortable for her. She didn’t think about what it was like for a man and a woman to be in this position.

On the other hand, Jasper glanced down at her a few times. When she turned over and faced his waist, his breath became a little ragged and his jaws tightened. He could feel her warm breath against him. Though her breaths were soft and light, they felt like they were burning. his skin.

Willow stretched her arm out to shift to a more comfortable position and ended up resting her hand above the center of his pants, pressing down

entire face stiffened and his whole body tensed up. He didn’t dare to move a single muscle as he gently

her arms would fly all over. Even her face would press up against Jasper at times. He was having a hard

tumultuous wave that sent it soaring up high before crashing

scooped her into his arms at once.. Her entire body was pressed against his as

her eyes, Jasper was already cradling her in his arms

As soon as Jasper replied, the boat rocked and dipped forward once more. The momentum rocked everything on the

buried her face against him. She also wrapped her legs around his waist, clinging onto him like an octopus. With one hand on the armrest, Jasper used his