He was known for being so sensible, and now, because of her, he was being branded as unfilial.
'Couldn't he have just said they had good genes? Did he have to make a perfectly fine statement sound so crude and vulgar? The moment he said that word, images of them tangled together would flash through her mind. Is his brain filled with nothing but filth?!'
Julian Donovan was in a great mood, laughing nonstop. In fact, he was thinking about the very same things she was, deviously plotting what new ways he would pleasure her tonight, when he saw her turn and stride toward Joy's hospital room.
'What a pervert!'
Naomi Shaw fumed as she walked.
The Little Princess, just as expected, wasn't crying or making a fuss. She was playing quietly on the bed by herself. Julian Donovan couldn't help but lean down to kiss her delicate little face. "Sweetheart, you need to get better soon. Daddy has a gift for you!"
