IMDD CHAPTER 284 (Patreon)

When Eva found herself in the warm embrace of Gage's arms, a sweet and relieved smile flashed across her face.

She stared at the glorious face before her eyes until she eventually moved and planted a tender kiss on his forehead. It was hard for her to leave the warm and blissful cocoon of his arms but she really needed to get up now and get ready for work.

As careful as she could, she carefully extricated herself from the bed to avoid waking him. And then, she quietly made her way to the bathroom, and swiftly prepared herself for the day ahead.

Soon, she emerged from the dressing room, already dressed-up for work, to find Gage now stirring awake. His gaze, heavy with sleep, found her from beneath the tousled sheets, his bare torso half-hidden in the morning light. "Morning, darlin'," he rasped, his voice thick with the remnant of a good sleep.

"Morning," she responded, just as a soft knock at the door echoed in the room.

The mere softness of the knock brought a smile to Eva's face because she already knew who was behind the door.

Eva opened the door and there she was, their little bundle of joy – Gaia.

"Morning, baby," she greeted, bending down to kiss her daughter, who entered with the bright energy of a new day. "Morning, mommy," Gigi replied, wrapping her arms around Eva in a tight embrace.

After a moment, Gaia pulled back, her curious eyes darting around the room, searching. When her gaze landed on the bed, her voice dropped to a whisper, "Is Daddy still asleep?"

Eva turned to find Gage suddenly covered with blanket. She blinked, creasing her brows for a moment until she realized that Gage must be conscious about his tattoos in front of Gigi. A small smile played on Eva's lips at the thought.

"Nope, your Daddy’s already awake," Eva reassured Gigi, her smile widening.

Gage, now sitting up, was draped in the blanket with only his head peeking out, greeted Gigi with a warm voice. "Morning, princess."

Gigi's face lit up with joy at the sight of her father.

She dashed towards the bed, and jumped at him. With her small around Gage’s neck, Gigi tilted her head and asked innocently. "Are you cold, daddy?"

"... no, but... Daddy’s not properly dressed, right now. Can my princess give me a moment to go and get dressed?" Gage requested with the gentlest tone.

"Okay..." Gigi nodded and the moment the little girl climbed off him, Gage gave Eva a glance before he hurried off to the dressing room, still cloaked in the blanket.

Gigi gazed up at Eva, a gleam of innocence in her eyes. "I think Daddy is very shy… while Mommy's not very shy at all," she muttered so innocently that Eva had to press her lips together to stifle her amusement.

Time ticked by but Gage still didn’t come out of the dressing room. Knowing him, Eva couldn’t think of a possible reason why he’s taking such a long time.

"Is daddy doing his makeup too, mommy?" Gigi's question broke the silence, her tone serious.

"I don’t think so, but... let me go check on him, okay?" Eva replied.

Eva tapped lightly on the door before making her way into the dressing room. There, she found Gage standing in front of the mirror, already dressed in a sharp white shirt and pants that complimented his form exquisitely. Though, unusually, his shirt was meticulously buttoned up to his neck. The thought that Gage was definitely trying to conceal his tattoos immediately hit Eva, making her smile tenderly to herself once again.

But when he turned towards her and ran his fingers through his hair as though there was still something that was bothering him, Eva approached with concern.

"What's wrong?" Eva asked.

“I looked like some gang’s big bad boss," Gage uttered with a sigh, his reflection in the mirror betraying his dissatisfaction. “I think I should at least cut this hair.”

Eva’s lips twitched with the effort to hold back a grin as she reached up and pinched his cheeks, but in the end, she failed.

Seeing the grin on her face, Gage playfully grabbed her waist and hoisted her into the air. "What's so funny, hm, darling? I don’t want our princess to think her dad's a scary guy."

"Gigi has never been afraid of you, has she? She even likes your hair, remember? She braided it."

"Well... but still, I'm going to drop her off and pick her up from school today. What if she gets embarrassed or even gets bullied because of how I look?"

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