Meadow’s POV:

I already knew what he was going to say when I asked him to show me what was behind the door. It’s why option three came in handy. That way, if he didn’t let me in there, at least he’d let me please him.

And I knew he wasn’t going to choose option two.

“So, what will it be, Daddy?” My voice was barely above a whisper, laced with want—because I did want him.

God, I wanted him so badly. And from the way his eyes darkened even further, I could tell that he wanted ...