Gaia
I tangled my fingers with Dawson's and he led the way across the street and up to my father’s door.
It took my dad a few moments to answer, but when he did, I was astonished. Jazz music poured out from the brightly lit house, and I could hear someone else moving around inside.
“Princess!” I went into my father’s arms, despite my confusion.
“Hi Daddy…”
“Dawson…” My dad greeted my mate tersely, making me roll my eyes.
“Good afternoon, Mr. James.”
“Come in, come in! Daphne made cookies!”
I raised a baffled eyebrow at my mate as he followed me into the house. Daphne? Who the hell is Daphne?
The house was much more furnished then the last time I had been wi
