(Fiona’s POV)
“I hate to break your fun time princess but we gotta go,”
“Princess?” My eyes widened, this was the second time he had called me that name and I hated that I loved it.
“I wanna show you something,” he disclosed.
“Aw, a little bit longer, pleaseeee…” I pleaded with kitten eyes but it didn’t work. He leaned closer and swiftly lifted me onto his shoulder, then clicked me into place with the seatbelt.
Leaving the park felt like stepping out of a dream I’d missed so much. My laughter still lingered in the air as we drove off, the taste of strawberry ice cream sweet on my tongue. Jalen stole a glance at me, his eyes holding a softness that made my stomach flutter. His silence was oddly comforting, and protective.
“Can I at least know where we are going?” I asked.
He glance
