(Fiona’s POV)

“I hate to break your fun time princess but we gotta go,”

“Princess?” My eyes widened, this was the second time he had called me that name and I hated that I loved it.

“I wanna show you something,” he disclosed.

“Aw, a little bit longer, pleaseeee…” I pleaded with kitten eyes but it didn’t work. He leaned closer and swiftly lifted me onto his shoulder, then clicked me into place with the seatbelt.

Leaving the park felt like stepping out of a dream I’d ...