Chapter 163. Stay with Me

Clint’s POV

Even though I had been able to give Keira three orgasms from when we left the restaurant, I knew that we still had to talk, and the look on my little girl’s face was the only confirmation that I needed.

Damn Martha.

The dimly lit bar provided a somber backdrop to the tension that hung between us. As we sipped our wine in silence, the weight of unspoken words weighed heavily on my heart. It was Keira who broke the stillness, her voice soft and hesitant.

“What’s going on, Clint?” she asked, her eyes searching mine for answers.

I took a deep breath, knowing I couldn’t keep the truth from her any longer. “Martha has been sending me texts,” I admitted, my voice tinged with discomfort. “She said she missed me and wanted to talk.”

If I had my way,