She nodded. “Fine.”
“Would you like to go back to your daddy?”
Her eyes widened. They hadn’t talked about the type of relationship they would have, but the idea of calling Drake her daddy made her feel warm inside.
She shook her head. “No. I’m fine.”
“All right. If you change your mind, just tell me.”
“I will.”
Emma started folding up the blankets and grinned at her. “Do you want to watch the movie again? We both fell asleep at the beginning of it.”
Aisha smiled. “I’d like that.”
For the rest of the afternoon, they watched the movie and colored.
“Aisha, are you ready to go back to Drake?”
She nodded. She knew he was just down the hall, but she missed him terribly. They put the things away, and both took one of Devon’s hands.
She was practically quivering with excitement as they walked down the hallway.
When they got to Drake’s office doorway, she felt Devon stiffen and looked around his shoulder to see a stunning woman flirting with Drake, touching his leg as he sat on the corner of his desk. And he just smiled.