chapter 8

"Go pick her up, son; she will be at the airport any moment from now!" Dad said this to me with excitement written all over him.

"Sure, dad, I'm sure I definitely look good enough for the party, right? "I asked the old man, who stared at me with a smile.

"You sure did, but My Big Baby nails it better than you, "dad responded, holding Anastasia tighter. He quickly gave her a peck on her lips as she smiled shyly.

"Stop it, honey. You surely have a way of making him feel less of himself." Anastasia said this with a steady and flirty glance at me.

"Sure, dad is proud of what he's got." I said that and then smiled.

"Dad I'm off. I wouldn't want to keep my bride waiting for too long now, would I?" I asked, staring at Dad.

"No, go pick her up immediately and make sure to show her so much love, "he said. I glance at Anastasia, who stared lustfully at me the last time.

I waved at dad, and off I went, with my beta next to me.

"Get into the car; I will do the driving myself, "I said to my beta.