CH 73

LAURA'S POV

"We can't do it again. I'm someone's daughter, Mr. Funch," I stated, and he threw his head backward as he laughed crazily.

"I'm someone's son too, love," he replied, and I smiled.

"What's with you and these sweet names? The last time I checked, you hated me," I remarked, arms folded and eyebrows raised.

"I was protecting myself from actually letting my feelings for you control me," he answered, kissing my temple.

"So you never hated me?" I inquired, playing with my fingers.

"I can never hate you' I just felt hurt," he responded calmly.

"Which I had no right to feel in the first place. I'm sorry," I expressed, and he smiled.

"We have a lot to talk about, but first, let's freshen up," he suggested, carrying me in his arms. I couldn't help but smile at the baby-girl treatment.

He helped me get ready and applied lotion to my skin. I helped wash his hair, and he held my wrist when I tried to go downwards.

"Don't..." he warned with his strained voice.

"Why?" I wondered, confused