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“I have no intentions of hurting your daughter, and I have every intention of marrying her.”

“When? In a few years?” He asks.

“No before this year is out.”

He lifts one eyebrow, “That fast.”

“That’s not fast sir. I’d ask you to marry us today, but I know Savvy needs time. I’m a grown man and I know what I want. It doesn't take years to know that.”

“That’s true. I knew I wanted to marry Savvy’s mom within a few weeks of dating her.”

“So, are you giving me your blessing?”

“No, I do not know you well enough yet. But I like how you’re talking, and how you are taking care of my daughter. The next couple of months will let me know all I need to know.”

“Yes sir.”

Savvy comes back and we get up to leave.

“Dad come to visit me. I'll buy the ticket. You’d love the beach house I am staying in.”

“Ok, just let me know when he says. I don’t want to hold you guys up; you still have a good way to go.”

They hug good-bye and he shakes my hand, and we get in our cars and go in separate directions.

“I really liked your dad, he's cool.”

“I’m glad you like him. I could tell he liked you too.”

“I hope he does cause I’m marrying his daughter whether he likes me or not.”

I pull out a blanket I bought, hand it to her and tell her to take a nap. A few minutes later she’s asleep, I put my music on, set the cruise control and head home. I push it home; Savvy wakes up a few hours into the drive and turns into the DJ and we enjoy the ride together talking and looking at the sights. We stop at the little shops and I try to buy everything Savvy looks at, she puts a stop to that, mostly. We grab dinner on the go and continue driving home. She falls asleep again and I decide to finish the drive tonight. We are only a few hours away.

Savvy

When I wake up, I’m in bed laying across Jag’s chest with just his tee shirt on and panties. When we get home, I use the bathroom, wash my face and brush my teeth. He’s so cute he put my bonnet on and he pineapple my twists. This man is amazing. I jump in the shower, when I get out, I slather my body with my cinnamon sugar body butter, throw a maxi dress on and go to the kitchen to make breakfast. I make grits, eggs, bacon, sausage and pancakes, some fruit and orange juice round out breakfast. I put it all on a tray and head to the bedroom. When I get there Jag is no longer in bed. As soon as I set the tray down, he walked out the bathroom. Lord this man.

“You made breakfast?”

“Yes, I know you have to be hungry and tired. You drove the whole way back.” I am a little tired, well eat and go back to sleep.”

“Only if you get in the bed with me.”

“Ok.”

We eat breakfast but instead of getting back in bed we go out in the living room and lay on the sofa so we could watch the scenery. We spend the day in our own little bubble, I have gotten so used to being with him every day and sleeping with him at night I do not know how I’m going to cope when things go back to normal.

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