I was relieved to have already written down what I was going to say as I cleared my throat. Otherwise, I'm sure I would have tripped over my words. He was staring at me, and I could see I was having trouble even with the paper. I must have been overanalyzing it. What transpired between us was only a one-night encounter, which I believed I could easily forget. He was now seated in front of me, and I was starting to recall.
How in the world did I allow this to occur? How could I miss that?
"She hasn't caused you any problems, has she? He tousled his daughter's hair and made fun of her, "I know how much of a problem she can be.
My heart warmed up as I enjoyed hearing her giggle. My own smile developed as I watched him torment her while grinning. There was a welcome change in the way the ma
