Page 67 of Possessing Paisley

Wrapping me in his arms, he leans back against the couch and runs his fingers through my hair. For the first time in my life, I’m complete. I’ve found my happiness. I’ve found where I belong, and it’s right here on this mafia estate with Kieran Roche and our dog Buster.

One Month Later

“If you think I’m promising to obey you in our vows, you’ve seriously smoked something.”

Kieran pinches his eyebrows. “I still think you should say it. Either way, you’re obeying me for the rest of our lives.”

I burst out laughing, loud and obnoxiously. When I settle down, I gently pat his chin over and over. “You’re so cute that you think that, Daddy. At least I know you’re delusional before we get married instead of finding out afterward.”

He narrows his eyes and tries to look stern, but it doesn’t work on me. The man knows exactly who he’s marrying, and he knows I’m not going to obey shit. And he wouldn’t want it any other way, no matter how much he says differently.

“Are you sure you want to marry me?”

The vulnerability in his voice hurts my heart. I reach up and cup his cheeks, then lift to my tiptoes to press a gentle kiss to his lips. My stubborn, grumpy, pain-in-the-ass man is one of the sweetest and most sensitive people I’ve ever met. He likes to pretend he doesn’t have feelings, but I see them, and I will spend the rest of my life nurturing his vulnerabilities.

“I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. You’re my love, my best friend, my Daddy, my everything. I can hardly wait to walk down the aisle tomorrow and become Mrs. Kieran Roche.” I press my hand to his heart.

He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he stares down at me. He clenches his jaw several times before he finally relaxes and gives a slow nod. “I was a shell of a man before I met you, Little one. You’ve made me whole again.”

My throat tightens, and my love for him grows more. “Well,” I say, smiling coyly. “I am pretty amazing.”

“Little girl,” he growls with no heat behind it.

I giggle and kiss him again. “Yes, Daddy?”

“Do you want to walk down the aisle with a sore ass?”

Shrugging, I wrap my arms around his waist and snuggle against his chest. “Will you cuddle me after you spank me?”

When he squeezes me against him, his heart races in my ear, and my entire world is complete.

“I will always snuggle you any time you want, but especially after I spank you.”

My butt tingles, and my pussy clenches. Despite the stinging pain when he spanks me, the connection I feel with him during is so worth it. My mind is always so clear afterward, too. “Then yes, I think a spanking might be in order, Daddy.”

“Good girl for telling me what you need. I’m so proud of you. Come on, let’s put Buster in his crate and go to our room so we don’t scare him.”

I grin up at him. For a man who acts like he doesn’t care for the puppy, he sure fusses over him a lot. My big softie. And tomorrow, I get to become his wife.

“What do you think the guys are doing tonight?” Cali asks.

I shrug. “Kieran said they were going to drink an expensive bottle of whiskey around the fire.”

Chloe’s eyes light up. “That means they’re outside… and the Nerf guns I ordered came yesterday.”

“Not happening, girls,” Patrick says, glaring from his post outside the living room.

Cali raises an eyebrow. “Why do you have to be such a stick in the mud? You know it would be hilarious to do a sneak attack on them.”

He puts his hands on his hips, looming in the doorway. “Oh, yeah? And what am I going to tell them when they ask why I didn’t stop you?”

“Tell them we said we were just going to visit them because we missed them, and you believed us,” Scarlet answers innocently.

Shaking his head, he sighs. “I swear, before you brats came along, I was next in line to join the top ranks. Now, because you all run circles around me, your men think I’m incompetent.”

We giggle at him, the wine we’ve already drunk coursing heavily through our veins.

“Patty,” Scarlet says.

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