Birdie's POV
I slipped on a red summer dress after getting out of the shower, knowing Dad and Uncle Theodore would enjoy seeing me in something pretty like this. I never dressed up, but for them, I wanted to be pretty.
I didn’t get to wear lots of dresses. I didn’t have a reason to. But tonight, I wanted them to have something nice to look at. Something to tease them with before they got to strip me.
My p***y was already aching, and I wished dinner would be over already. I heard voices downstairs, and I knew Theo had arrived. With a bright smile, I tugged on my dress one last time before I ran downstairs and right into Theo’s arms.
I wrapped my arms and legs around him, giving him a big hug. “I missed you,” I told him, pressing my hips against his stomach.
A low chuckle escaped him,
