I'd Rather Not (KPD Motorcycle Patrol 3)

And, impossibly, that smile got even bigger.

If there was one person in this world that Pace loved more than me, it was Diana.

Not that I had a problem with that. Diana was so easy to love.

“Faster, Daddy!”

There were two words that Diana could say clear as day. Faster and Daddy.

Pace picked it up faster.

All because his baby girl told him to.

And when he crossed the finish line a whole ten minutes and four seconds faster than his personal record, I couldn’t stop myself from throwing myself into his arms.

“You did it!” I cried out.

Pace’s arms closed around me tight.

“All because of you.”

I snorted and pressed my lips to his sweaty cheek. “Keep dreaming, Pace.”

He squeezed me tight. “I don’t need to dream, baby. I’m already living the perfect life.”