Epilogue

One year later…

"Ugh, no, Daddy, do I have to?!" I whined, stomping my foot like a complete brat. I crossed my arms, pouting my lips out in the way I knew he liked. "College is so boring. All I want to do is stay home with you."

After my final exams for the first year, Daddy had suggested I take a break from college, and I had to admit, I had enjoyed my break more than I should.

"Poppy," he murmured, his voice a low, warning rumble that sent a familiar tingle straight to my core. He tightened his arm around my waist, pulling me flush against his...