Zachary laughed a little at Janes begging. Who knew she could even say the word ‘daddy’ in this context with a straight face, let alone us it to beg.
“Well, since you asked me so nicely…” He trailed off as he leaned down to lightly brush his lips against her own.
Jane pulled him to her roughly, deepening the kiss. She felt quite impatient, and did not want to be teased over something as small as a kiss.
She softened slightly, before pausing so Zachary could take a breath. Smiling, she whispered, “I love you.”
















