Page 114 of Wind with a Chance of Wolfsbane

I went to my tiptoes and gave him a chaste kiss.

Hannah used that moment to enter the cave more. She walked closer to us, even though there was plenty of room for her to avoid Jonathan if she really wanted to.

I hid my smile, knowing she was doing her version of easing into getting to know him.

He stilled as her arm brushed his.

Hannah paused and then raised a hand awkwardly. “Um, hi. Nice to meet you.”

Jonathan’s entire body coiled with what I was guessing was the urge to hug his daughter. He resisted and offered the same wave back, looking just as awkward as Hannah had. “I’m very pleased to meet you.”

“Cool,” she responded with a nod before taking an abnormal interest in the flowers piled up on the side of the cave. “Mom, look, your favorite flowers are in here.”

Jonathan caressed my hips as he held me to him.

I snuggled against him. “Jonathan put those there for me.”

“Really?” asked Hannah as she smiled back at Jonathan.

“She’s beautiful,” he said softly to me.

I nodded. “She is.”

Hannah blushed and bent quickly. She picked up the pocket watch. “Someone’s watch is here.”

“That’s…” I’d been about to say “Jonathan’s,” but stopped. “Your father’s watch.”

She ran her fingers over it as she stood. “It’s old and very nice.”

“Why don’t you hang on to it for me?” asked Jonathan.

I tried but failed to keep my emotions in check as I choked up.

He kissed my forehead.

Hannah nodded and held it close to her chest. “I can do that.”

Jonathan grinned.

Hannah bent again. “I think you left your phone.”

“Thanks,” he said.

She glanced around the cave at the flowers and then at the phone before looking at us. She paled. “He’s shirtless and shoeless. You look like you got dressed in the dark. Ohmygod did you two bump bits in here?”

Jonathan shot away from me as if I were contagious. “No! We’d never do that.”

Hannah lifted a brow. “So a stork dropped me off?”

“Yes,” he said quickly. “That’s exactly what happened.”

I didn’t bother to try to hide my amusement. “Jonathan, I think she might know you’re lying.”

“Can we leave here? I really don’t want to stand in my dad’s make-out den,” she said, doing a full-body shudder. “Eww, is this like his lair where he seduces women? He’s like Batman or something, and we’re standing in his shagging shack. Gross.”

“What? No!” shouted Jonathan, his hands flailing about him in a state of panic. “I’d never… Okay, well, your mother and Imighthave been here more than once, but she’s the only woman I’ve ever done that with here. Never mind. I’m going to shut up now and never again discuss anything to do with shagging.”

Hannah shook her head, her gaze finding me. “Aren’t you happy you already hadthetalk with me? Because I think he’d pass out if he had to explain sex to me.”

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