Page 46 of Plaything of His

I must be one of the few men in the world who would happily agree to their best friend marrying their daughter. If it had been anyone else, I would have refused, but since he and Lyra had always shared a good bond, I didn’t see why they wouldn’t be a good match for each other.

“It’s getting late and I think I’m going to get some sleep now. Goodnight, Daddy.”

I cup the back of her head as I lean down and press my lips to her forehead. When she pulls back, she beams up at me.

“Goodnight, pumpkin.”

Ireply.

Lyra peers up at me with a small dip between her eyebrows. Her fingers tighten around mine, and with a little frown of my own, I hold her close.

“Lyra?”

“I love you.” She breathes out as I feel my heart squeeze painfully in my chest. “I love you so much, and I want you to know that. I don’t care that I grew up without a mother–I had you, and you were more than enough. You’re the best father a girl could ask for, Daddy.”

I swallow thickly before I can respond. That–my daughter growing up without a mother–has always been a great insecurity of mine. Whenever she reminds me that I’m enough, my love for her only seems to grow.

I don’t think she realises just how much I need to hear those words from her.

“I love you, Lyra. I love you more than my words or actions can ever express. I hope you know that, pumpkin.”

She nods slowly at me as her lips pull up into a smile. Letting go of my hand, she turns around as she walks through my room and leaves.

A heavy sigh escapes me as I scan my room for my phone.

I think to text Benjamin since I’m sure both he and Delilah have gone to their bedrooms for the night, but I decide against it. He and I can speak tomorrow.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Benjamin

“Hey.” I hear a feminine voice call out from above me, and when I look up, I spot Lyra standing opposite me as she pulls a chair out and takes a seat “Did you guys sleep well?”

I discreetly look over to my little sister and as she nods, Lyra turns her focus to Delilah.

“We really do look alike, don’t we?”

Delilah smiles at that as she nods again.

“We could pass as twins, I think.”

A laugh escapes Lyra at that and when I look back at her, she beams at my–at our–sister.

It's weird knowing that Delilah isn’t only my sister, but Lyra’s too. Not to forget, she’s Callum’s daughter.

“We should dress up the exactsame way one dayand see whether Dad can tell who is who.”

And just as she speaks of him, he enters the room.

He’s shirtless, with only a pair of pants that hang loosely around his definedV,and a couple of things in his hands.

It’s been too long without his body against mine.

He’s teasing me by being shirtless like this–I know he is.

As he moves closer to us, Lyra helps him put the plates down as his eyes scan over the table.

“Have you both eaten?”

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