Page 16 of Daddy's Baby Girl

“Not a chance. It’s tradition to carry the bride over the threshold.”

“We’ve been married for over a year. I think we’re past the newlywed part.”

“Baby, I plan on treating you like a newlywed our entire lives. I’ll never take you for granted.”

As soon as we’re inside, Winter looks at the renovated home. The entire place has been gutted and redone for her: marble floors, pod lights, and a white kitchen with quartz counters and cupboards.

“Garett, how did you manage all this in five months?”

“I wanted this place to be perfect.”

“You’ve already done so much. You uprooted your whole life and business to be here in New York so I can get my master’s. Then you agreed to live in the city because it felt like home to me. There isn’t a day that goes by when you don’t put me first. Our child and I are so lucky to have you.”

I hold her tighter. “You’re my life, Winter. Wherever you are, that’s where my life is. Whatever you want is what I want. You’re not lucky just because I love you. You’re lucky because I have a big dick and a magic tongue.”

Winter smacks my chest and laughs hysterically. “I love you,” she whispers, pressing her lips to mine. “I love you, and I’m so happy you’re ours.”

“I love you too, baby. Now, how about we christen all the rooms with my giant dick and your perfect pussy?”

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