Chapter 165

Harper's POV

My cheeks burn, and I do what I always do when someone sees too much. I drop my eyes, let a smile twist at the corners of my mouth, and pretend I’m not panicking. “I didn’t say anything, Daddy” I mutter, hoping he’ll let me have the lie.

He doesn’t.

“You sure?” he says, voice lowering as his mouth grazes the curve of my jaw. “Because it kinda sounded like you were confessing something, baby girl.”

I try to shake my head, but it’s weak. Too slow. He knows I’m lying. His hand shifts on my thigh, fingers dragging slowly upward, not quite teasing, but not exactly innocent either. I feel him twitch inside me, just the slightest movement, and my breath stutters.

“So that wasn’t you saying you love me?” he murmurs, right into the space beneath my ear where he knows I’m softest.