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“It was worth it,” I say breathlessly.
His lips pull back into a smile that could practically cause an orgasm. If he had kept kissing me, that might have happened anyway.
“I have something for you. They aren’t nearly as beautiful as you are, but hopefully, you’ll still like them.”
Tilting my head, I stare at him with furrowed eyebrows. When he pulls a small velvet red box from his pocket, my eyes go round. He opens the box and perched perfectly inside are a pair of diamond earrings. Not just any kind, though. The diamonds are a gorgeous yellow color, cut into perfect pear shapes. My mouth drops open, and I bring my hand to my chest.
“Bash! These are beautiful and way, way too much. Flowers are acceptable on a first date. Diamonds are not.”
He chuckles and lowers his face until his lips are nearly touching mine. “If I have to remind you to call me Daddy one more time, you’re going over my knee for a long hard spanking until it’s crystal clear to you.”
I gulp and stare up into his blazing eyes. I’m quickly learning when Bash is being deadly serious and when I can push him. This is not a time to push. “Okay, Daddy.”
“That’s my good girl. My beautiful, good girl.”
Warmth seeps through me. Such simple praise, but it pulls at every one of my heartstrings. I lift up onto my tiptoes and leave a soft kiss on his lips. When I try to pull back, he cups the back of my head and kisses me deeper before letting me go.
“Do you want to wear these to dinner or some other time?” he asks, holding up the box.
“Ba… I mean, Daddy, these are stunning, but they’re too much. I don’t need gifts.”
He shrugs and starts to pull the earrings out of the box. “Nothing is too much for you. You may not need gifts, but I want to give you gifts so accept them and say thank you, Daddy.”
I shake my head, but a smile is pulling at my lips. Stubborn butthead.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
12
BASH
My poor girl is nervous. I was afraid her cuticles were going to be bloody by the time we reached the restaurant. If I hadn’t reached across the middle console and intertwined my fingers with hers, they probably would have been.
Now that she’s had a few sips of her wine, her shoulders are no longer up to her ears, and her expression is more relaxed. Her skin glows, and her eyes sparkle. Those earrings I gave her have nothing on her beauty. It’s not even close. Her makeup is flawless, and I can tell she spent time doing it. I can’t wait to show her the surprise I’m putting together for her. It’ll take a few days, and I can hardly stand the wait.
“I’ve never been here,” she says as she looks around the restaurant, stopping briefly to watch the three-piece band. “Italian is my favorite.”
I pick up my glass and swirl the amber liquid around. “I know. That’s why I chose it. Vino’s is the best Italian restaurant in Seattle.”
She pauses with her wine glass midair and snaps her gaze to mine. “How do you know?”
“I meant it when I said I remember everything. What kind of food did you have at your eighteenth birthday party?”
A dimple appears as she tries not to smile. “You’re observant. So, you assumed it was my favorite from that?”
My lips curl into a smile. “That, and the three plates of Bolognese you ate that night. It was safe to assume.”
Her hand trembles slightly as she brings her drink up to her lips. When her throat works to swallow, I adjust in my seat to give more room for my thickening cock. Is that what she’d look like on her knees before me while she sucks me off? Shit. I can’t think about that right now. Otherwise, I’ll end up dragging her out of here so I can fuck her in the car, and that’s not how I want our first time to be.
“So, um, how does this work?”
Tilting my head to the side, I lift an eyebrow. “How does what work?”
She motions between us. “This, uh, us dating? I’ve never dated anyone in, uh,” she looks around the restaurant, “your line of work before.”
Heat crawls up my neck. My baby girl doesn’t understand yet. She’ll learn. I’ll make sure of that.
“We’re not dating, Chloe. What we’re doing is much more than that. You’re mine. Forever. Until death do us part, baby. You’re going to be my wife.”
