Chapter 4

Foreword:

A big thank you to my readers who have given their own suggestions on what they would like to see happen in Josh’s life. I’m happy to accommodate kinks where I can. Also, thank you for your words of encouragement.

Daddy Dearest

The door chimed in the tattoo parlor as Jennifer stepped in. She didn’t see anyone immediately. “Hello? Um, I’m looking for Natalie?”

A pretty woman came out from the back with bright blue hair. “Yes, I’m Natalie.”

“Yes, hi, I’m, ah, you, uh.” She shook her head and waved her hands. “Sorry, I mean. Let me start over. I’m Jennifer, and I’m trying to find my dad.”

Natalie cocked her head, waiting for her to continue.

“You were recently in a car crash, right? I saw in the county report that you and another driver collided.” She pulled out a photo of the court date. She pointed to Josh. “Do you know where he is?”

Natalie’s eyes widened in shock and then looked at the girl again. Dirty blonde hair down to her back, a cute body with B-cups in a tee shirt and a cute little booty in her knee-length skirt. She didn’t recognize anything until she looked into her soft brown eyes, and that’s where she saw it. Those were daddy’s eyes!

She looked at the photo again and then back at the girl quizzically. “How old are you?”

“I just turned eighteen yesterday. I’ve been looking for my dad for years, but I was only able to leave the house to see him now.” She looked down sadly. “My grandparents wouldn’t even let me try to contact him, but I wanted to meet him so much. They wouldn’t even let me go outside. They homeschooled me.” She grasped Natalie’s hand. “Please, I’ll do anything. I just want to meet my dad.”

Natalie was still trying to reconcile what the girl was saying with what she knew of daddy. He wasn’t that old, barely in his thirty’s.

A slow smile crossed her face. What a bad boy daddy, knocking up some little teen slut in high school. And here stood his good little girl now, looking for her daddy. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling herself warm up suddenly.

“I know where your daddy is.” Natalie smiled at the ecstatic girl. “I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to see you.”

“Really?” She was teary eyed as she spoke hopefully. “I’ve been thinking about this since I was a little girl. I finally get to meet my dad.”

“Daddy,” Natalie corrected. “You’re meeting him for the first time, right? You should call him daddy.”

Jennifer blinking in consideration before smiling and nodding. “You’re right. Daddy. I can’t wait to see daddy.” She looked at Natalie questioningly. “What’s he like?”

Natalie smiled in recollection, gazing off into the distance. “He’s such a good daddy. Gentle, caring, strong, everything you could want in a daddy.” She was almost talking to herself, running her fingers along her neck, thinking about the last time daddy had packed her full of cum. She looked back at Jennifer. “You’ll be the happiest little girl with daddy.”

Jennifer was entranced. She had fantasized what he would be like. Would he recognize her? Would he hold her in his strong arms and kiss her? Would he tell her he was proud of her for finding him? Would he love her?

Natalie wrote down the address on a piece of paper and handed it to Jennifer. She held the paper gingerly, tears welling in her eyes again. “Thank you, Natalie, you have no idea what this means to me.” She rushed out the door.

Natalie ran a finger along her open lips while her other hand ran lazily down her bare slit under her skirt. Daddy would love to see his little girl. She shivered as she ran her finger over her clit. Daddy would love to breed his little girl.

She pulled out her new phone, pressing the big heart mark on her contacts. It rang for a moment before he answered, his deep voice sending another shiver down her back as she slowly fingered herself.

“Daddy? I found a sweet little girl for you. She should be there soon.” She moaned as she curled her fingers inside herself. “You should treat her good daddy. She’s dying to meet you.” She whimpered as she listened to his deep breathing and the rumble of his voice as he praised her. “You should breed her daddy. Please, breed her for me?”

Natalie cried out as she came to his words of confirmation, telling her what a good slut she was. She wished she could be there when he pumped his little girl full of cum. Her pussy squeezed her fingers hard at the thought.

Josh opened the door to see a cute little blonde standing teary-eyed in the doorway. Her lower lip trembled as she sniffled.

“Daddy?” she asked hesitantly, searching his face. When he smiled, she leapt into his arms, hugging him and crying.

Natalie hadn’t been kidding. She was a sweet girl, getting all giddy at the thought of meeting her daddy. He had thought that Emma was excited for her first time, but this girl was positively chomping at the bit. Josh held her up by her cute bottom as she wrapped her arms and legs around him, squeezing him like she never wanted to let go. He kissed the side of her head and cheek as she nuzzled into him for comfort. Josh reminded himself that Natalie had called her a sweet girl, that must mean that she wants to be treated like a little princess. He could do that.

Josh carried the petite girl in his arms, her little butt cheeks cradled in his palms, into the living room where he sat on the couch and held her. He rubbed her back now that she was in his lap, murmuring sweetly to her as she calmed down.

Jennifer gazed lovingly up at her daddy. Natalie had been right, he was so sweet, and strong. He was everything she had hoped for. He had recognized her immediately, embracing her tightly. She knew he felt it, the connection between them. Her eyes sparkled as she kissed his cheek.

Josh was getting a good sense of what she wanted. She liked the slow build up, and it was a refreshing change to what the girls had been doing. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her lips, gazing into her trembling eyes as he ran his fingers over her cheek and down her neck. She gave a little moan as he did so.

“I’ve been wanting to meet you for so long, daddy.” She spoke quietly and intimately. “I thought about you every night. About how I wanted you to save me. How I wanted you to love me. I found the photo of the accident, and Natalie helped bring me to you.”

Josh smiled as he kissed her softly again. She closed her eyes and kissed him back. “You never need to be alone again princess. I’m here now.”

He had called her his princess, like a gallant knight. Her heart skipped a beat at his gentleness and understanding. She held both of his cheeks tenderly and kissed him again. She had been starved for physical contact; her grandparents never having given any to her even as a child. They had blamed her for her mother’s actions, and never let her leave the house without them. She never knew her mother, who had run off before she could even remember her face. She was entranced by daddy’s tenderness and how he lovingly kissed her. Every soft touch of his lips made her shiver happily in his arms.

Josh slowly opened her mouth as he kissed her, feeling her tongue hesitantly meet his. It wasn’t long before she was running it along his, moaning and whimpering. She was inexperienced, but her natural enthusiasm more than made up for it. She pressed herself tightly against him as she tasted his mouth.

She hadn’t been sure what to do, but her daddy’s kisses were intoxicating. She felt so close to him now, her tongue playing on his. It was so intimate; the way daddies should treat their little girls. She wanted to stay this way with daddy forever. It made her feel warm inside, like she had a little fire that was being stoked in her. Every touch and kiss of daddy’s made her hotter; made her want more.

Josh trailed his kisses along her jaw and down her neck as she groaned. His fingers roamed her sides, making her giggle cutely as she shivered. She held his head at her neck as he sucked gently there.

“Daddy, I feel so hot,” she whimpered as he nibbled her neck. “You’re making me feel so good, daddy.”

Josh slowly ran his hands along her flat tummy and under her shirt, eliciting a gasp as he reached her bare breasts, her nipples hard with excitement. He met her mouth again, rolling his tongue in her mouth as she moaned. He gently rubbed her tender breasts and rolled her nipples softly with every squeeze.

Jennifer had never known it would feel this good to have daddy touch her. The way he caressed her, the way he made her feel loved, it was everything she had hoped for and more. Daddy loved her, and he wanted to show her how much he loved her. She began to shake as the fire within her grew. There was a tightness that she had never felt, but it felt so good. Daddy pulled her shirt above her breasts and latched his mouth to one, sucking her nipple and making her gasp as the heat grew.

“Daddy,” she whimpered as he rolled her other nipple in his hand. “I feel funny, daddy.”

“That’s good, princess. I’ll take care of you.”

She gasped again as he took her other nipple in his mouth. Her hips moved by themselves against him. She felt so good doing it, she didn’t want to stop.

Jennifer’s eyes shot open, and she squirmed silently on his lap as she felt her body clench on daddy’s lap. It felt like a dam had burst, and all the good feelings within her had exploded out. She wallowed in the sensation, making little gasping sounds every time she felt it.

The girl was on a hair trigger, climaxing so quickly at his ministrations. He hadn’t even touched her pussy yet, and she was already cumming. He grinned as she lay against him, occasionally twitching. He used the opportunity to slide his right hand between them, running it under her bunched skirt and stroke her panty-clad pussy. She was predictably soaked.

Jennifer moaned again as she felt daddy run his fingers along her panties. She moved her hips to press against his probing fingers. She had been told something about being touched there, but this was her daddy, and he loved her. He made her feel so good.

Josh brought her mouth to his again and kissed her deeply as he continued rubbing her wet little cunny. He ran along the length and rubbed slow circles around her clit as she whimpered. He slowly removed his finger as she protested, whimpering more as he withheld the stimulation.

He brought his fingers again, running them down her flat tummy and into her panties, making her gasp loudly at feeling him running through her folds. Her hips jerked as he moved his wet fingers between her lips and strumming her clit. He played them back and forth to her melodic moans before bringing them down to her entrance, where he slowly put pressure on her little hole. He could feel her open to him, the soft ridges and folds of her pussy pulling his finger in as he sank in slowly.

Jennifer felt her daddy push into her, and it felt so much better than when she had done it. She knew that she wasn’t supposed to, but she couldn’t help but be curious. This though, this was a million times better. It was so wet and slippery, so much bigger than her finger, and it curled in places that shot shivers up her spine. She groaned as she felt him push deeper, a large knuckle pushing past her barrier. The curling never stopped, and now she moaned loudly as he hit her special spot.

Josh closed his mouth on hers as she clamped on his fingers. Her tongue moved rapidly over his as her hips bucked, and her pussy tried to suck his finger in deeper. He kept her on her high as he strummed her clit with his thumb and nibbled on her nipple. She screamed wordlessly until she ran out of breath. She fell against his chest again, nuzzling him and whimpering.

“Daddy? What was that? It felt so good.”

“You came on my finger, princess. Did you like it?”

“Yes, daddy. I really liked it. You make me feel so good, daddy.”

“Well, are you ready to feel even better?”

She looked up, her gaze loving and trusting. “Yes, daddy. Anything for you.”

Josh smiled as he pulled down his pants, freeing him massive cock for his little girl. She couldn’t see it as it was under her skirt, but she felt it pressing against her clit. He then pulled down her sodden panties, raising her legs to be in a kneeling position now.

He gazed into her soft eyes again. “Are you ready, princess?”

She nodded as she gazed back. She could feel something beginning to press against her again. It was much bigger than his finger. She smiled hazily at him as the pressure built. She leaned forward, opening her mouth to his as he kept increasing the pressure. She gave little moans as he kept pressing against her.

Jennifer whimpered as she felt something huge slide into her. She looked at daddy, but he shushed her and ran a finger lovingly down her cheek. She smiled as he kissed her neck again, feeling herself spread wider for him and getting used to this size.

“It’s really big, daddy,” she whispered to him. “What is it?”

“It’s my cock, princess. How does it feel?”

She closed her eyes and moaned as she slid down another inch. “Good, daddy. It feels really good.”

“You’re being such a good girl. I’m so proud of you.”

She opened her eyes, gazing at him with teary eyes again. Her lower lip trembled. “I’ve wanted to hear that for so long, daddy. I love you, daddy.”

He pulled her close, kissing her gently, feeling her sliding further down. “I love you too, princess. You’re my special little girl. I’ll always take care of you.”

Jennifer nodded tearfully as she rested her bottom on his lap, his cock fully inside her. Her insides ached at being stretched so much, but she wanted to feel all of daddy’s love. A part of her was scared that he would be disappointed in her if she couldn’t accept him completely. She knew that he wouldn’t be though, from the gentle look in his eyes and the way he ran his hands over her and made her shiver in joy. He was the daddy she had wanted, the daddy that she had begged to see, the daddy that her grandparents had never let her meet. She would do anything to make daddy happy and proud of her.

Josh groaned as the girl’s walls enveloped him. They clung to him, trapping him in her snug embrace. He could feel her tense her inner muscles and squeeze down on him, trying to get accustomed to the size. She was a sweet little thing, wanting to be so intimate and close. He smiled; this was what a good girl was like. She wasn’t a good little slut; she was a good girl, wanting to be with her daddy. He kissed her deeply as she moaned and squirmed on his lap, shifting him insider her. She rocked her hips slightly, rubbing him all around her.

“Daddy? Please, don’t leave me again.” She pressed her hips down onto him and groaned as the aching feeling slowly dulled. “I want to be with you, daddy. Don’t ever leave me again.”

He brushed the hair from her face, cupping her cheek as she rubbed herself into it. What a little angel. “I’ll never leave you, baby. You’ll be here with me now.”

She leaned into him again, plunging her tongue into his mouth and moaning as she rolled her hips against him. It was starting to feel good now. It felt like his fingers before, touching her in places she hadn’t felt before. She was worried that daddy was getting impatient, but he kept kissing her with his hands rubbing her back. Her worries evaporated; daddy wasn’t like that. Daddy loved her and wanted her to feel good. He was the perfect daddy, and she wanted to make him proud of her.

She slowly began to lift herself up, groaning as she felt his cock sliding softly out of her. She felt it all, every bump, every beat of his heart. She only lifted herself a few inches, feeling overwhelmed by the sensation, and dropping back down, panting hard. She tried again, getting slightly higher, but ultimately falling back down, her legs shaking.

Josh brought his hands to her butt, one hand on each side, and slowly raised her up until she was at the top. She whimpered as she gazed into daddy’s eyes. “Please daddy, I want it in me again.” He smiled at her, bringing her slowly down again as she wailed in delight. She panted as he let her rest on his lap, squeezing her cheeks and stretching her around him.

He lifted her again, stopping at the top for her to catch her breath, before bringing her back down. She was practically leaking all over him, her juices running down his shaft and he squeezed back into her. She moaned louder each time he lifted and dropped her. She began to make a wet slapping sound each time she settled on his lap.

“Daddy,” she gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck, and resting her head on his shoulders even as he continued to drop her onto his lap. “Daddy, I love you so much. I’m so happy when I’m with you.” Her breathing was growing erratic. “I just want to be your good girl, daddy. I’ll do anything you want, daddy. Just love me, daddy.”

He couldn’t help but feel his heart skip at this little angel pouring her heart out to him. She was so innocent, so desperate for his affection. He wanted to hold her and protect her from the world.

“I love you. I won’t ever let you go.”

He could feel her clamp down hard on him at those words. She shook and sobbed as she felt him release deep inside her. Her pussy writhed happily around him, sucking up his cum, and directing it to her fertile little womb that twitched in joy as it filled.

“Daddy,” she clung to him gasping “It feels so warm. I never want it to end, daddy.”

Josh stroked her back as she continued to shudder against him. “Such a good girl,” he cooed as she nuzzled his chest. “My little princess, you are just too precious.”

She gazed up at him happily. “Is this what good girls do for their daddy? Was I a good girl?”

He tipped her chin up. “You are my best girl.” He kissed her softly, even as he twitched inside her.

She looked nervous suddenly. “Daddy? Will I become a mommy now? I heard that if you feel good down there, you’ll become a mommy.” She looked worried. “Will I still be a good girl if I’m a mommy.”

He laughed and hugged her to him. She was too precious. “Daddy only makes his good girls mommies. Since you’re my good girl, that means I’ll make you a mommy too. Isn’t that what good girls are for?”

She smiled excitedly, “Yes, daddy. I’m your good girl.”

Elena “Lainy” Rogers sat nervously in the briefing room. She glanced at the drab walls around her. Why were all government buildings this horrendous shade of yellow?

She took a deep breath, relaxing her shoulders. She needed to calm down. This might be her first time in the field, but she had been an analyst for years now. None of this was new. She already knew the handlers, she just needed to know the target.

Lainy flinched when the door opened. She chided herself and stood up to greet the two agents.

“Good morning, Agent Rogers. Please, have a seat.” Agent Barlow was an experienced hand at these kinds of operations.

The other man smiled easily. “First mission jitters?”

“Just a bit, sir.”

Agent Michaels chuckled. “Don’t worry. This is a nice and easy one.”

Agent Barlow handed over a file and started briefing her. “We’ve heard rumblings of a new player in San Francisco, but nothing concrete.” He flipped over an account sheet. “We pulled some accounts from the big firms and had the forensic accountants run through them. There are a few suspicious movements, but not enough to warrant a full search. We don’t want to tip anyone off in case it is something bigger.”

Lainy nodded, this was pretty standard stuff. She’d done this type of work for years. It could take up to a decade to finally build up enough evidence to bust someone, so it was a smart play to go quietly.

A photo was turned up. “This is Dana Dietrich. She’s recently been put in charge of a huge amount of wealth by her late father’s firm. Her father passed from a drug overdose, and the next heir to the company died in a car accident.”

She arched her brow, “And you think she set it up?”

Agent Barlow shook his head. “No evidence to suggest it was anything but some unfortunate events. But she’s now in a new position and a number of her accounts have come back as potential flags. This would be a good time to embed you and have you dig deeper. She’ll need the help with her new work, and we can get you highly recommended.”

“We’ll check in with you every month and see if there are any movements,” Michaels continued. “It’s best if you try to get close to her, but there’s no need to push it. If you do see an opportunity, take it. We’ll also be giving you some more subtle mood-altering chemicals. Use with caution, but you should be able to work your way in quickly.”

“Emma, sweety, I appreciate the enthusiasm, I really do.” Allison sat with the worried-looking redhead in the living room.

“Did I fuck up? I just wanted to be a good slut for daddy.” Emma looked contrite, squeezing her hands between her knees, and looking hopefully at Allison. “You can help me fix it, right?”

Becky glanced nervously at Allison, hoping that she’d have an answer to this.

Allison rubbed her head, trying to think through this. Emma had brought one of her gymnastics friends over but hadn’t thought through how to make her a good slut for daddy. So now they had scared, confused, and handcuffed girl in the bedroom. Daddy would not be happy about this.

“Maybe we drug her, and daddy could just fuck her silly?” Becky offered.

Allison stared at her. “Daddy isn’t that kind of man.” Daddy was perfect, and a perfect daddy treated his little sluts perfectly. She shook her head. “No, this is our mess now. We just need to make her love daddy like we love daddy.”

Emma fidgeted, nibbling on her fingernails.

“Emma?” Allison watched her carefully. “What else did you do?”

“N ... nothing.”

Allison sighed. Emma was such a sweet girl, but she needed to be kept on a short leash.

Allison sat next to her on the couch, wrapping her up in a hug. “Sweety, I can’t help if you don’t tell me everything. I know you want to be a good slut, but that means you have to listen to me. I know daddy best. I’ll help you bring him good sluts, but you have to talk to me.”

“I ... I already gave her some,” Emma guiltily admitted.

“What did you give her?”

Emma glanced at Becky before dropping her eyes again. “Um, the white pills.”

Allison shot a glare at Becky. “You gave her LSD? Where the fuck did you even get that?”

“Uh, you know, around.” Becky trailed off, avoiding Allison.

Allison sighed again. One thing at a time. “Okay, here’s what you’re going to do. Both of you. First, no more drugging sluts. Second, clear all new sluts with me first. Third, go to your classes. Fourth, no cum for you for two days.”

They weakly objected but fell silent under her withering gaze. “Bad sluts don’t get cum. Think about that before you do anything again.” They nodded their heads in unison. Becky sheepishly handed an aspirin bottle full of LSD dots.

Allison shook her head. How did she even get this many? Once she was alone, she collected herself and headed down the hallway. She dropped off the bottle in the bathroom. She’d have to deal with that later.

Soft whimpering escaped the locked door. What the hell was she going to do?

She opened the door to see a frail strawberry-blonde girl handcuffed to the chair she sat in. She sniffled and whimpered, appearing lost in her own world as her head drooped. Allison gingerly locked the door behind her.

Tina had been here before. She knew not to move. Her parents would get so angry. She always made them angry. She wasn’t smart enough. She wasn’t athletic enough. She wasn’t pretty enough. She wasn’t good enough for anything. The world spun around her. She just wanted them to love her. A belt cracked. Red flames licked at her feet.

“Sweety? Are you alright?” Allison spoke hesitantly. “Are you okay?”

Tina blinked several times. Who had called? They weren’t allowed in the room. No one could come in except-. “Mommy?”

That caused Allison to pause. She had been expecting a myriad of things to happen, but not to be called that. “Yes, sweety. I’m here.” How many pills had they given her?

Tina quaked. She tried to hold her head up, but it kept wobbling unsteadily. “Was I bad again, mommy?” Mommy always told her what she’d done wrong. What had she done wrong? Tina couldn’t remember, it was all so fuzzy. Her tongue felt so heavy. Was the chair always this rough? Her tummy burned.

Allison knelt before the girl, rubbing her hands along Tina’s bare legs comfortingly. Probably best to lean into this. “I’m afraid so.”

She’d done it again. She’d upset daddy. In her mind he loomed above her, a shadowy figure whose eyes were always disappointed with her. Everything she did was a disappointment. She slowly fell into the hole where his heart should be. “I’m sorry, mommy. I didn’t mean to do it.”

A glance at her wrists showed no sign of her even struggling against the fuzzy cuffs. She’d just sat there, blaming herself for something. Allison’s heart ached for her. She looked so broken. She wasn’t taking the drugs well. “Do what, sweety?”

What had she done? A sketch of a car slowly colored in. Bright lights. She tasted salt. A weird taste. She squirmed in the seat. Something dripped. And then a belt cracked. Daddy was angry again. Little slut. Little slut. It echoed through the void.

Tina sniffled again and whispered, “Be a slut.”

Oh? A smile spread on Allison’s face. Daddy could help with that. Daddy was great with that. He’d make her all better. “You know the rules, sweety. Good sluts are only sluts for daddy.”

Tina could taste the wine. The wafers. The cross floated above. Honor your father. Honor daddy. Little slut. The crack of the belt. Little slut.

Hot tears fell from Tina’s eyes. “I was a bad slut, mommy. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize to me, apologize to daddy.”

Tina looked pleadingly at mommy. “Will daddy love me then?”

Allison smiled brightly. Yes, this was how she could help her. “Of course, sweety. Daddy loves all his good sluts.”

Little slut. Honor daddy. The angels sang above. Bright light enveloped her.

A little smile of hope blossomed on Tina’s face. “If I’m a good slut, daddy will love me?”

Allison stroked Tina’s legs, “Of course. Daddy saves his good sluts. You just have to be a good slut.”

Good slut. Honor daddy. Love me, daddy. The soft greens of the grass. Daddy holding her hand. Good slut. Love you.

Tina nodded unsteadily. “I’ll be a good slut. Daddy will love me.”

Allison stood up and stroked Tina’s face. She wiped the tears from her cheeks. “I’ll talk to daddy. If you sincerely apologize, and if you act like a good slut from now on, then I think he’ll love you.”

The water was fresh. It cooled her. She floated in the sunlight. Good slut. Love you. Daddy’s smile.

“Thank you, mommy. I’ll be such a good slut, mommy.”

“Becky, I think we fucked up.” Emma chewed her fingernail. “Allison was really mad.”

“We? You! You fucked up.” Becky fumed while driving them back to campus. “You shouldn’t have given them to Tina. They were for selling, not using.”

“Maybe we should just tell her?”

“No. You heard her.” She mimicked a high-pitched voice. “I know daddy best, I’m his perfect little princess, I’m never wrong, daddy stuffs me full of cum every night because I’m his favorite.”

“Um, I don’t think she said-”

“Well, I know daddy too! And daddy worries about Allison spending so much. Daddy works hard on the videos, he works hard with Dana and Charles, he deserves more help.”

That did make sense, Emma had to admit. Becky knew Allison the best, and if Becky was worried, then daddy must be worried too. “But she’s going to be watching us now. She’ll find out.”

There was a pregnant pause in the car.

“Then we don’t sell it. We’ll have someone else sell it.”

Emma shuffled in her seat. “But ... we don’t know anyone who could.”

Becky smiled. “No, we know the perfect person.” She squealed. “Daddy is going to be so proud of us.”

Emma still seemed lost.

“Natalie. She has her own business. It’s all cash. The clients would totally be interested, and Dana could help with the money. It’s perfect!”

Realization dawned on Emma. “That’s so smart Becky! Daddy’s going to treat us like such good sluts!”

“Good sluts take care of daddy.” She gasped. “I should tattoo that on Libby. She’s such a good slut, making all those drugs for daddy.”

“Yay! Oh, she should bring a friend from the lab. Then daddy can make her a good slut too and they can make more together!”

Happy squeals filled the car as they headed back to campus.

Jennifer sat on her daddy’s lap, softly kissing him in the car as she slid down his cock. She moaned as he stretched her, having missed his warmth.

“Was it a good date, princess?” Josh couldn’t get enough of his good little girl. She couldn’t stand to be apart from him, always needing him inside her. The way she watched him was so intimate. He could get lost in her soft brown eyes forever.