*Sean POV*
Watching her walk down the stairs was pure torture. Her hips had a gentle sway, her breasts lightly bouncing, those curls tangling around her body.
We had agreed that keeping it slow and getting to know each other was the way to go. I didn't want to rush things and potentially scare her away. That's the last thing I wanted. I knew the relationship her and Micah had. I longed for something similar.
After dinner I let the two love birds head upstairs while I cleaned up the kitchen. I didn't want to impose but my princess suggested that I stay the night so we could talk more in the morning. More or less, she knew I had a few too many drinks and wanted me to be safe. I could at least see that. Laying on the sofa was torture. They offered me a guest room but it was right next t
