His snarl had her inching back. She opened her mouth to say something, but snapped it shut.
You weren’t supposed to scare her, asshole!
Beck groped for his control. “I warned you Seth was nothing but a bad decision waiting to happen, little girl.”
“You did, but—”
“Did he hurt you?”
Heavenly shot him a quizzical frown. “What do you mean?”
“When he took you to bed.”
Her cheeks turned bright red as she shook her head. “Oh, he didn’t… I mean, we never… That didn’t happen.”
Relief poured through him, so profound he shook. “I’m glad you were too smart to fall for his bullshit.”
“He didn’t feed me any. He didn’t do anything at all, not even kiss me.”
While that overjoyed Beck, Heavenly’s disappointment shredded him like a thousand knives. “Then why are you convinced he’ll never want to see you again?”
“I-I said something I probably shouldn’t have. He was gone before I could explain or tell him I was sorry. I feel terrible that I upset him. I miss the fun we shared.”
Hearing that she actually mourned the prick’s departure felt worse than chewing on glass. Beck had no idea what she’d said to hurt Seth’s fragile little feelings. But the important takeaway was, if she hadn’t, the time Beck had spent sitting on the sidelines with his dick in his hand would have cost him everything.
If Heavenly missed the “fun” she’d had with Seth, he’d do his damndest to show her a better time. In fact, Plan C had just presented itself—and he’d give her the best fucking day of her life. And maybe the best night of his would follow…
“Well, I have some fun in mind. How would you feel about coming with me to the happiest place on earth?”
“I don’t… Where’s that?”
She didn’t know? Oh, he couldn’t wait to see the look on her face.
“One of my patients is a bigwig at Disney. He gave me a couple of passes to Disneyland. What do you say? Want to spend Saturday with me, having fun?”
Like a kid on Christmas morning, her eyes grew huge and excited. “This Saturday? You’re asking me to go?”
“Yeah. Have you ever been?”
“No. Never. Oh, wow! I’ve always wanted to go.” She bit her lip, looking so adorably thrilled. “You’re serious?”
He basked in her delight. “There’s no one I’d rather go with.”
“Then yes!”
“Don’t you have to work?”
“It doesn’t matter. For the chance to go to Disneyland, I’ll call in sick.”
A deep laugh rumbled up from his chest. “So I’m already corrupting you, is that it?”
“Yes. And I’ll happily let you.”
His cock stood up and wept. “Be careful, little girl, I might make that a habit.”
“Would that be such a bad thing?” she ventured in shy flirtation.
Oh, dear god. How long before he could have her naked and panting and begging? It couldn’t come soon enough. “Not at all.”
CHAPTER NINE
Five days later, Heavenly was convinced that Kenneth Beckman knew magic. From the moment they drove onto Disney property and he parked his red Mercedes near the entrance, the VIP treatment began. He looped a distinctive colored lanyard around her neck with a smile, then put a matching one around his own. “These are Extra Special Double Secret VIP Golden Fastpasses.”
“That’s a very long name. What do they do?”
“Okay, so I’m making that up. I don’t know what they’re actually called, but these golden cards allow us in the Fastpass lane of any attraction. We can walk past the line anytime we want.”
Her mouth fell open. Coming to Disneyland had been a girlhood dream. But to skip most of the waiting and just experience everything? “Oh, my gosh. Really?”
He gave her an indulgent nod. “Really.”
Heavenly squealed as he led her to their guide, who ushered them through a private park entrance. Soon, they stood in front of the colorful flowers grown onto the hillside in the shape of Mickey Mouse. Kids jumped, parents pushed strollers, and people everywhere took selfies. She drank in the experience, anticipation buzzing in her belly.
Today, she could pretend to be a princess. And the gorgeous man by her side could definitely play her Prince Charming.
“This train”—he pointed to the big red steam locomotive—“circles the park with stops throughout. We can get off or on at any of them. Want to ride it?”
Eventually, yes, but the Disneyland of her imagination came from TV specials, pictures on the Internet, and YouTube videos that always started with one thing. “Can we walk up Main Street first? I’m dying to see it in person.”
“Whatever you want to do. This day is for you, little girl.”
Joy bubbled up. She felt like a shaken bottle of soda pop that might explode at any moment. “I still can’t believe I’m actually here.”
With you.
“I remember feeling blown away during my first visit, too.”
The morning sun was quickly warming into one of those picture-perfect California days as they made their way under the arched bridge, past colorful posters of the park’s most famous attractions, then emerged near City Hall. And she got her first glimpse inside the park.
Heavenly had to gasp; she’d never seen so many people at once. Dr. Beckman didn’t seem at all fazed by the crowd. Everyone from toddlers to great-grandparents looked eager for the adventure ahead.
“Take this park map.” He plucked a pamphlet from the slot beside him and put it in her hands. “You’ll need it. This is a big place.”
Heavenly tucked it into her pocket as he led her past the fire station and the town square. When she rounded the corner at the Emporium and got her first glimpse of the long stretch of Main Street USA, she froze, hardly noticing when someone bumped her from behind.
At the end of the road stood the most magical structure of all: Sleeping Beauty Castle.
“Oh, my gosh. It’s…” The castle of Disney movies. The icon people instantly associated with Disneyland. The place she’d been most longing to see. “Everything.”
“Then we’ll be sure to check it out, but there are lots of other things
