Gloria’s eyes light up. “On the clock,” she says pointedly, a rule follower to her core.
I take her phone and power it off then call Romeo back on mine. “Hey, bro. Dario and the crew are heading to The Castle with Vivia and her comrade. Mind if Gloria and I call it a night?”
I grin as he gives me the green light and power down my phone.
“Not anymore we’re not.” I sit on a high stool and draw her between my legs. “C’mere.” She looks gorgeous in her club attire, but then again, she’d looks gorgeous in a faded house dress.
“Yes, Daddy?” she asks coyly, biting her lip. Her eyes on mine, she falls to her knees in front of me. “I can think of a few things we can do.”
I cradle her face in my hands. I can hardly believe not only that this brilliant, gorgeous, stunning woman’s mine, but that she works with me now, my real life partner in crime. “I love you,” I tell her. “And I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“And I love you,” she says warmly, kissing the palm of my hand. “The best thing I ever did was throw caution to the wind and get in your car.”
I grin at her. “No regrets?” I ask her teasingly, but I really want to know. She’s given up everything to be who and where she is right now.
She holds my hand between both of hers and leans in to give me a kiss that makes my toes curl. “No regrets.”