Her reaction could make his heart swell, and as she leans to kiss his cheek, Richard grins and drapes an arm around her waist. He squeezes her until she leans away, laughing, saying, "You're welcome. I'm glad you're so excited, Salome, I thought you'd enjoy the opportunity to get away. What, you thought I was going to let you break in your present in some hellhole like Lake Erie? Fuck no."
Smirking, Richard catches the way she lifts her hand to her heart from the corner of his eye. "We can pretend to be whatever you want, baby. You could pass for eighteen, I don't think anybody's going to say anything. People tend to mind their own business, anyway." He smiles fondly at a stoplight, his hand running over her wrist and forearm. "As long as you remember, know for certain that it's all a game, that you and I are playing, then I see no harm in it at all. It's going to be a lovely time. Just think of it." He leans over, brushing his lips over the curve of her cheekbone, his voice a hot murmur. "A hotel room, just you and I. Daddy and his darling daughter pretending to be something they're not to let the world catch the barest glimpse of the lovers they really are."
Richard grins, settling back in his seat as the light turns green. "I was planning to take you to the beach anyway, but considering the, ah...change in circumstances that has recently come upon us, well. As your mother would say, 'it's like the universe is sending us a sign.'" His voice reaches a mocking falsetto when he mimics Susan, his free hand waving while he does.
Laughing at himself, he rolls down the window and bends his head to light a cigarette. "Jesus, kiddo, I'm sorry, daddy's baked. I needed to make my eyes red like I'd been crying, was not expecting this to happen."
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Smirking, Richard catches the way she lifts her hand to her heart from the corner of his eye. "We can pretend to be whatever you want, baby. You could pass for eighteen, I don't think anybody's going to say anything. People tend to mind their own business, anyway." He smiles fondly at a stoplight, his hand running over her wrist and forearm. "As long as you remember, know for certain that it's all a game, that you and I are playing, then I see no harm in it at all. It's going to be a lovely time. Just think of it." He leans over, brushing his lips over the curve of her cheekbone, his voice a hot murmur. "A hotel room, just you and I. Daddy and his darling daughter pretending to be something they're not to let the world catch the barest glimpse of the lovers they really are."
Richard grins, settling back in his seat as the light turns green. "I was planning to take you to the beach anyway, but considering the, ah...change in circumstances that has recently come upon us, well. As your mother would say, 'it's like the universe is sending us a sign.'" His voice reaches a mocking falsetto when he mimics Susan, his free hand waving while he does.
Laughing at himself, he rolls down the window and bends his head to light a cigarette. "Jesus, kiddo, I'm sorry, daddy's baked. I needed to make my eyes red like I'd been crying, was not expecting this to happen."