Daddy, don't flirt

Wendy turns to face with her eyes filled with distain and loathing as if she’s saying stuff like “You’re a damned Peeping Tom?”
“I...” Bruce feels he’s wronged. He’s definitely not a Peeping Tom, though he does want to see Jamie and Dan make out.
“Bunny, remember to stay away from the pervert uncle, okay? You know guys like him have mental disorders,” Wendy says,
pointing at her head with index finger.
“Of course, Auntie Wendy.” Bunny nods.
“Eddie, why do you marry a badass?” Bruce rubs his forehead as his confidence is destroyed by Wendy.
“Anything she likes,” Eddie briefly answer, which chokes Bruce’s word and drives Bruce away.
Bunny gives Wendy a five as they defeat Bruce together.
“Auntie Wendy, Bunny has to leave now. See you!” Bunny kisses Wendy on her cheeks like a gentleman, and leaves her.
“See you.” Wendy waves her hands. Bunny can really pump her up.
Eddie spoons her from her back and snuzzles her cheek. “I wonder what’s the game you were talking about...”
For a split second, Wendy blushes scarlet, and she’s embarrassed about the word she told Bunny. “That’s only a stopgap. I can’t
tell the truth to a child.”
If she tells Bunny about the “game”, Jamie will kill her. Although Jamie is pregnant, she can be aggressive as she can.
Eddie groans and erotically bites Wendy’s ear, giving a shiver to Wendy. “Honey, when shall we have a baby as adorable as
Bunny?”
A baby? As adorable as Bunny?
Wendy lowers her head bashfully, contrasting sharply with her image of a tough girl. Now she looks like a pretty little woman.
Eddie runs his hands to Wendy’s underbelly and gently circles on it. “Maybe we’ve got one here already.”
Wendy gets coy. “Shut up. Absolutely not.”
“Why?” Eddie squints and dangerously looks at her.

“It’s my body. If I have a baby, I’ll sense it. Plus, I don’t want a baby now. It’s painful to deliver a baby...” Wendy murmurs.
Jamie has told her about the feelings of delivering Bunny. It sounds like a hell which she is scared to go through.
Eddie smirks, “Little fool.”
His eyes are glued to Wendy’s underbelly with unassuming gaze. Wendy may have been pregnant.
...
Dan holds Jamie to the bedroom on the third floor, which is their true bedroom he prepared at the very beginning.
Seeing they’re walking to the third floor instead of the second, Jamie confusedly asks, “Where are we going?”
“Our bridal chamber.” Dan answers with smile and strides forward.
Only one room separates their bedroom and Bunny’s room. But Dan hasn’t told Bunny the good news as he doesn’t want him to
bother them.
If Bunny knows Dan’s thoughts, he will be exasperated and regret helping his parents to stop the guests coming to their
bedroom.
Dan’s answer assures Jamie, and Jamie snuzzles his neck in his hug.
Dan pauses a beat and lust radiates from of his eyes.
He can’t resist her tantalizing.
He takes her right to the end of the hallway, while her body feels softer and softer.
Jamie has changed many dresses today. Now she’s wearing a strapless emerald mermaid dress with a deep V-neck. The dress
is snug enough to make her plump breasts and upward-tilted hips pop, which can’t be too seductive.
Dan’s sensuous throat is bobbing when he pushes open the door and walks in.
The bedroom is arranged and decorated to Jamie’s preference. There is a round bed, gauze curtains, and starlight lights. On the
floor lies a pure-white woolen carpet, soft and warm.
Obviously, this bridal chamber is much better than the old bedroom. Jamie loves it at first sight.

“So, you are the designer of this one? Why didn’t you tell me?” Jamie can’t help herself taking off her shoes and stepping on the
comfortable carpet.
“I have prepared the room for you before you came here, so you can’t know its existence.” Dan looks at her running around
affectionately, fearing that she trips over, and that’s why he purchased the thickened carpet.
Jamie won’t get hurt if she falls down on the thickened carpet.
“Before I came here?” Jamie pauses a beat with surprise. Holy grief! He does have a secret plan in advance.
What else has he deliberated?
Jamie walks up to him and tilts her head to ask him, “What if we don’t get together? Then your plan is a waste.”
Dan frowns at her “we don’t get together”. Silence spills between them before Dan says, “No, it isn’t. I have a feeling that it will
be our bridal chamber.”
Jamie revels in his word and coyly whines, “Nonsense.”
Then she quickly runs away to the French sash and draws the curtains open.
For a split second, she is surprised before exhilaration takes charge of her.
Outside stands a beautiful swing chair with flower vines, which is designed by her mother in Moore family. It’s her personal
present.
When she was a little girl, she loved to snuggle up with her mother in the swing chair, where her mother affectionately watched
her laugh lightheartedly.
That’s her precious memory.
Jamie feels the tears rising while she is touching the beautiful flowers.
Dan resigns to her sorrow and pinches her upturned nose, “Little fool, I’m not doing this to earn your tears.”
Jamie sobs into his hug and inhales deeply his scent to comfort herself. “Thank you so much, Dan.”

“Are you thanking your husband?” Dan’s voice is gentle yet magnetic with a touch of lust when he holds her hand and gently
kisses it.
“But...I don’t prepare anything for you,” Jamie murmurs with a pout. She doesn’t even know about the wedding.
Holy grief! What kind of bridesmaid is she?
She frustratedly punches Dan in his chest.
“You have presented me with the best gift.” Dan holds her strumming hands with his lips quirked upward. Chill runs through
Jamie as Dan’s warm breath brushes her ear.
“What?” Jamie feels limb-loosened leaning in Dan’s hug with her chest moving up and down. Alluring groans slips out of her lips
while Dan is gently kissing her.
And it occurs to her that her critical stage has passed since today.
Yuck! What an insatiable wolf!
“Yourself.” Dan’s voice gets husky, and he can’t suppress his lust anymore.