“Sure.” She sat up in her bed. “I’ll go downstairs to take my bath and change clothes.”
“Or you could have your bath here, and we could go from here.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. We don’t want anyone asking questions, do we?”
“I don’t care if they do,” he replied. “I’m fine with people knowing about us.”
“What?” she squeaked.
He shrugged. “I don’t see why not? I’m too old to be playing those games. If they find out about us, who cares.”
“That’s sweet of you to say, but I think we should let Terry and Emma have their day. This is the last thing they need to hear before leaving for their honeymoon.”
“Fine, I won’t tell them.” He leaned forward and kissed her. “Also, I’ve decided to stay here for the rest of the week.”
Jill gasped. “Really?”
Bradley nodded. “I’m long overdue for a vacation, and there’s nothing I’m doing at home. Think you’ll mind having company for the rest of your?—”
She didn’t wait for him to finish before kicking the covers off and leaping on him. Laughing as she straddled him, she peppered his face with kisses. “You just made my whole fucking week,” she whispered, grinning maniacally as she looked into his eyes. “So what are we going to be doing all week?”
“Anything you want to do,” he replied. “I’m guessing that includes some sightseeing, maybe a couple of nice dinners in some nice restaurants?—”
“And lots of fucking.” She interrupted him impatiently. “I want to get fucked so bad you’ll have to carry me to the plane when we leave.”
He chuckled. “Do I need to remind you that I’m the senior citizen here? If anyone should be carrying anyone…”
She silenced him with a kiss, too excited to help herself. “I think you’re the best thing to ever happen to me. And before you say it, I know this is just for the rest of the week, and it all ends as soon as we get back home. That is why I’m going to enjoy every moment of it.”
“I’ll do my best.”
“I think you already did. Last night…”
“Was nothing,” he replied. “You’re right. I’m going to take care of my baby and make sure she gets the best week of her life.”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t I always?” he asked with a grin, and she had to agree.
“Yes, you do, Daddy.”
His nostrils flared and she watched something flash in his eyes. She knew he loved hearing her call him Daddy as much as she loved to say the word. And he was her Daddy in more ways than one. From the way he took care of her to how he listened to her and made her feel seen. He was the missing piece she had no idea she was even missing.
“When did Terry and Emma say they were leaving for the airport again?” he asked.
“We’ve still got a few minutes.”
“That should be enough,” he said, turning with her so she was below him now and spreading her legs wide…
Epilogue
Jill had the best week of her life vacationing with Bradley. After seeing Emma and Terry off to the airport, they’d returned to the hotel and made love all day. Then they went to dinner at some fancy restaurant close to their hotel. The following morning, they set out to explore the city, visiting a variety of tourist spots and immersing themselves in the local culture. They strolled through historic neighborhoods, admiring the architecture and vibrant street art. They visited museums and art galleries, discovering new favorites and sharing their thoughts on the exhibits.
One day, they took a boat tour along the river, marveling at the stunning views and learning about the city's history from the guide's engaging stories. In the evenings, they sought out cozy cafés and lively bars, sampling local delicacies and drinks. They laughed and talked for hours, living in the moment as their connection grew stronger.
Jill felt a sense of adventure and freedom she hadn’t experienced in a long time. Each day was filled with new experiences, from trying out local markets and street food to enjoying impromptu street performances. One afternoon, theyrented bikes and cycled through a picturesque park, stopping to have a picnic by a serene lake.
Their nights were equally magical, with moonlit walks and star-gazing on the hotel balcony. Bradley surprised her with thoughtful gestures, like arranging a spa day for the two of them and planning a private sunset cruise. Jill couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so happy and content.