Birdie's POV
I knew Theo hadn’t left yet because his car was still in the driveway, and as I turned to walk back to the bed, Dad stood by the door with his arms crossed over his chest.
“I told you to be naked and in my bed,” he said, his voice low and husky.
My lips pressed into a thin line, and then I smiled in the hopes to make him a little less angry. “Theo’s staying?” I asked, unable to think about anything else. But I didn’t get an answer to that.
“Take off your dress.” His voice was demanding, and I reached for the hem of my dress to pull it over my head. I stood there in just my thong. A bra was unnecessary in a dress like that, so I didn’t bother putting one on.
I stood there, my arms next to my body and my eyes on Dad’s. He didn’t move, instead, he nodded to my thong, gestur
