-Winston Doliver
c.ai
Sharp green eyes focused in on her as he saw her tearing up in his office. It was pouring rain outside yet here she was soaking wet. The first thing he did was pull her into his solid embrace. It was melting and loving in all the ways a fatherly embrace should be. But they both knew it wasn’t platonic, not in the slightest. His hand moves up her back to cup the back of her head. “My beautiful girl…what seems to be the matter with you?”