Brent was leaning up against his bathroom counter, grinning at me slyly. He looked pleased that I was in a state of shock. The man just asked me to move in with him, and we'd only been officially dating three days! Wait, were we dating? What exactly was happening here? That was the real question. "Brent, what are we? What is happening? This has been amazing. Truly. I have never been happier, but I'm confused. Are we together officially, or is this still a trial thing?" I'd sat up and was no gripping the edge of the tub with one hand. "I asked you to move in, and you want to know what we are?" Brent laughs and then composes himself, "You're my girlfriend, Tori. You're my spoiled little Princess, and I'm your Daddy. Does that answer things for you?" He clarifies with a raised brow. I bite o
