Chapter 140 Thirteen: Pia

• How does Vincent keep getting more handsome? He's sitting up against my headboard, making my twin-size bed look like a toddler bed. His laptop rests on his lap, but he's snoozing away. The two of us have been connected at the hip for the past two days, and where I go, my man goes.
• I smile, realizing I called him my man in my head, but it sounds so right. My daddy sounds even better.
• I shouldn't be smiling at all. I got another email a couple of minutes ago about my tuition and how I'm going to cover the rest of this semester. They need an answer or they'll be dropping me from my classes. I've already stacked up a pile of money, and truthfully, I know if I asked Vincent for it, he'd write a check with no questions asked. I think I might, even though a month ago I never would have thought I'd do something like that. I don't know how Vincent has done it, but in a matter of days he's made me feel so comfortable with him. More than that, I'm safe with him. This man would do anything for me. I know that down to my marrow.