His anchor

Camille's POV 

"You are?" He asked, chuckling. "I knew you couldn't resist," 

I laughed along, hailing a cab. "Yeah well, I'm on my way. See you soon." 

"Soon,” Gavriel repeated gruffly and ended the call.  

I had to come up with an excuse for my Dad. I couldn't tell him I had more work. I didn't want him building resentment that Gavriel was 'overworking' me. I giggled at the thought. Oh, I was working alright. But half the time, the extra hours and trips were me trying to work Gavriel's cock in my pussy.  

I could not tell Dad that.  

I dialed his number, running through the available excuses I had in my head.   

"Hey princess," Dad said in a very excited tone. 

"Oooh, someone is in a good mood," 

"You could tell?" He laughed.