Theo's POV

I change my mind quicker than any woman ever would. I couldn’t help it. Sweet Birdie was starting to get under my skin. She was all I thought about when I wasn’t around her, and even at work, I looked at a picture of us when she was still little. It was perverted, but I couldn’t help imagining her hand stroking my dick.

I knew the car wasn’t the only reason why she wanted to drive back home with me. She knew I couldn’t resist, and that’s exactly why I was pressing ...