Jessica's POV
"I trust you and your future husband had the chance to become acquainted?" Papa questioned as we settled into the car after the Dolf family had bid us farewell.
"Absolutely, Papa. I discovered exactly how he tastes and those sinfully delicious sounds he makes when he reaches his peak. Oh, and he's the considerate type who tends to his woman afterward. Wonderful, don't you think, Papa?"
Naturally, what daughter would dare speak such words aloud?
Instead, I replied with practiced grace, "Yes, Papa. Getting to know him was quite enlightening."
Papa's smile made my heart squeeze painfully in my chest.
His fingers found mine, weaving together as I let my head fall against his shoulder. The familiar scent of his cologne filled my lungs as I breathed deeply, allowing a gentle smile to curve my lips. Just the two of us occupied this space.
