“Hello, Dad, how was your trip?” Theresa hugged her Dad as he descended Nick’s truck.
“It was nice. Did you get to see the field of flowers on your way here?” Edward asked.
“Those are called ranunculus,” Theresa said. “Right Love, did I say it right?” She was looking at Chad who was getting Edward’s bags from the back of the truck. He was caught off guard with the endearment said out loud. He was used to hearing it mostly in bed or with just the two of them around.
“Love?” Theresa asked again. She knew Chad was a bit shocked but she wanted her Dad to start being comfortable about how intimate she and Chad had already become. It wouldn’t surprise his Dad when he catches them kissing if she was vocal enough to at least call Chad out loud with their preferred endearment.
“Yes, love, ranun
