Flirters

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"Um, Mick? Are you ok?"

He can only nod and slowly move closer to me.

"Mick?"

"Y'know, Emma, dear, you are quite cute."

"Really?"

"Yes, gorgeous, beautiful, everything that I can describe..."

I blush a little. "Well, thank you."

He tries to slide his hand into mine, which I allow briefly, and the touch is quite nice, but my daddy isn't so happy about somebody else flirting with the girl that belongs to him.

"Mick, what on earth do you think you're doing?"

His face gets red. "Oh, um...just, y'know, talking to Emma, that's all..." He cheekily smiles at him, and it's obvious that he doesn't believe him.

"Really? Talking? Sure, maybe a little. But what's with the hand holding? And don't think I didn't overhear you calling her cute and stuff like that." He growls, clearly making his point.

"I had no idea you were so protective over-"

"Well I am! So get out! I've got business to attend to..." He smirks, his eyes now locked on me.

I giggle. "Wow, what are you gonna do, daddy?"

"I'm going to do this, my sweet..." He smiles and kisses me sweetly. "I love you, precious angel."

He keeps me tight in his arms, never letting me go for anything.

"Daddy..." I whisper softly, completely relaxed.

He plays with my hair a tiny bit, gently leading his kisses towards my neck. "You are stunning, sweetie. You're everything that is perfect..."

I could feel myself melting at his words. He was definitely a charmer, and I adored it.

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