Candance's POV
Dahlia drooled, "Things are about to get dirty," and I cut her off.
He added in a whisper as he ran his fingers down my throat, "But I watched you, I saw everything, the way you accepted his kiss like you didn't have a mate!
You have no right, I retorted, "You don't want me."
He withdrew his hands, grinned in response to what I said, and moved closer to the couch. He started fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.
How is he acting? Why does he take off his shirt? I gasped as the top came off to expose his attractive and toned chest.
At the sight, I started to become hot.
Dahlia panted in longing, "Daddy wants to play."
Speak up! I yelled at her while continuing to watch Oakley. He leaned backwards while leaning on the seat of the couch with his arms
