“So, you believed in me?” She tilts her head, jutting her hip to the side, her tits bouncing deliciously with the movement. “Yes.” I chuckle, tapping her nose. “More than anyone.” She nods, her fingers weaving into my wet hair. “Then, believe in me now. Believe I have what it takes to handle this because I want to do this. For me. For you. For us. For my father. Our family. My motivations are endless. I won’t let fear rob either of us of something that has the potential to be amazing.”
