Page 91 of Where We Met

When I was getting in bed last night, I got a notification in my email that graduation was today. It dawned on me, today was the perfect opportunity to get in front of her father.

Did he give me permission? Yes. Did I basically lay it all out there that I'm madly in love with his daughter and am going to marry her one day? Absolutely.

He's still a bit weary. I can sense it…but he doesn't know me yet. The more he gets to know me, gets to see me with his daughter, I think his trust will grow.

For now, that's enough for me.

When I get home and am greeted by a rowdy Vino, I realize I forgot to tell Savannah to bring Bailey. I grab my phone and text her to do so.

Now I need to take a shower. It was hot out, I was wearing a suit, and I was asking a man who doesn’t like me to let me date his daughter. I was sweating my ass off.

It’s around three when I get a text message from Savannah. I’ve basically cleaned my entire house, even though I pay cleaners to do that, that’s how much energy I have coursing through me.

This has been five months in the making. The moment where I get to take her, claim her as mine, with no guilt or anything holding me back, it’sfinallyhere.

My doorbell rings and Vino trots alongside me. I have to refrain from running to open it. When I do, she’s there in a white cotton dress.

She smiles at me, but before I can get a word in, Bailey and Vino jump at each other with excitement.

“Okay, guys,” I say. “Let’s take this outside.”

I look at Savannah for her agreement. We walk through my house and go out the back door so the dogs can run around together.

Vino is over the moon. She missed her best friend.

Is it too soon to ask her to move in with me?

I know it is, but I just want a life together like this. Our dogs playing together while we enjoy our time together.

“Bailey missed her,” she says as we take a seat on the covered couches outside.

“I think Vino has been clinically depressed since Bailey left.”

Savannah’s lips pout with a sad face.

It reminds me how much I want to taste her lips again. I look over at the dogs who are nowhere close to done playing.

“Come with me,” I tell her as I extend my hand.

She takes it and I walk back into the house then down the hall to my bedroom. As soon as we cross the barrier into my room, I spin her around and bring her lips to mine.

She instantly moans into my mouth.

“We haven’t even talked yet,” she whispers through our kiss.

“After, baby,” I say. “I need you first.”

She wraps her arms around my neck and brings our mouths back together for a searing kiss. Any doubt I had about whether she would demand we speak first is gone as she pushes me further into the room.

My hands are all over her body, not sure where to touch first. I slide them from her ass up her hips, to the sides of her breasts then run back down until I can grip her ass.

“I think this is going to be quick,” I growl as I bite her neck. “I need my dick inside of you. We can take our time later.”

She pushes me down on the bed. I laugh as I fall onto my comforter. She makes quick work of her dress and underwear until she is completely naked.

“Take off your clothes,” she instructs.

Shit, if this is how she’s going to be, all dominant and brave, I’m not gonna last a minute. But fuck if I’m gonna stop her. Instead, I follow directions and get rid of my clothes.

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