“Hi, Dad,” Michelle said nervously. “What are you doing here?”
Gareth raised one eyebrow and gave his daughter a level look. “I’m here for your parent-teacher conference. I am your father, after all. I was surprised to find that your mother was already here when I arrived.” He tilted his head toward me.
“Um…my mother,” Michelle murmured.
I could practically hear her brain working on overdrive as her eyes darted to me.
I nodded and widened my eyes by just a fraction, hoping that she would just go with it.
I noticed that Michelle wasn’t looking her father in the eye. She probably thought that she was about to be grounded for the rest of her life for trying to pull a stunt like this.
But Gareth lifted my hand and pressed a soft kiss to the back of it, causing me to let out an embarrassing squeak of surprise.
When he gazed at me with an adoring look, I had to fight the urge to snuggle into his warm side.
