She was only supposed to be a summer fling…so why is the woman I thought I’d never see again barging into my classroom?
I knew the first time I laid eyes on Meghan that she was going to be mine. My little one.
I spoiled her rotten and taught her that Daddy always knows best until the day she headed back to the United States, taking a piece of my heart with her.
When she walked through my classroom door, I knew she’d lied to me about everything: her age, her reason for being at Cambridge, and how she felt about me.
I should feel nothing but anger.
I shouldn’t still want to claim her as my own.
I shouldn’t want to bend her over the podium and teach her a lesson that she’ll never forget.
But the moment she calls me Daddy, I know I’ll do anything to bind her to me in every way possible.