Chapter Sixty-Six. Mabel.
Oh holy hell, this is utter torture. Cal is standing behind the windbreaker, and honestly, the urge to peak over the top is almost all consuming. Just getting a glimpse of his broad chest, has my mouth watering, along with other parts of my body. Put it this way, I don’t need to go into the cold North Sea for my swimming costume to be wet!
WOW!
First dates at the beach are to be highly recommended!
“Mabel, when can we go in the water?” Kirstie distracts me from perving her father.
“Oh, that is up to your daddy,” I smile at her, as she nods her head, then proceeds to shout, even though Cal is only behind a chest high windbreaker, not two feet away.
“DADDY WHEN CAN WE GO IN THE WATER!”
I cannot stop the eruption of laughter that leaves my lips, as Cal
