his face as well as looking lost. I wondered if he thought about her, the woman who’d helped create me. I mean, he had to because he loved her at one point. Or perhaps he still did. I’d never seen my dad with a woman in any of our homes, unless it was a babysitter for me. He didn’t date; I was his world. I hated to say it, but I think I kept him away from finding love again. But sometimes love from a daughter or son just isn’t enough. You want that important person in your life, that person you can’t live without. The one you love with all of your heart and soul. The one that would grow old with you. My dad only had me, and I didn’t think I’d grow old with him.
“Honey,” I heard someone whisper by my ear.
My head was bent on something big and warm. Remembering the events of the night, I knew it was my dad. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw that the credits were scrolling up. Damn, I must have dosed off. Always happened with these types of movies.
“I’m sorry, I must have been more tired than what I thought,” I said, stretching my arms above my head. “So much for a father-daughter night,” I yawned.
He let out a small chuckle. “It was the best, honey.” He kissed me on top of the head before slowly standing up, his face twisted in pain. Damn, his leg must be giving him problems.
“Are you okay?” I was a little more awake now.
He brushed me off. “Comes with old age, honey. I’m going to bed. I need my rest. Thank you for tonight, and tell Grey I said thanks too.”
Standing up, I shut the DVD player off along with the TV. Wrapping my arms around him while he did the same to me I said, “I love you, Daddy.” I don't normally say daddy; it made me feel like a little girl, which I wasn’t, but when I was with my dad that’s all I wanted to be.
He set his chin above my head. “I love you too, darling. I love you too.”
We both walked upstairs. He went to his room and I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and comb my hair real quick. When I went in my room I took my bra off.
Oh my goodness, what a beautiful relief.
I changed into a pair of pink boy shorts and a white tank top before plopping on the bed. Reaching for my phone I turned it on because I shut if off earlier, I saw that it was 11:34pm, and I had a few texts.
Grey: I miss you. I’m sorry about tonight. Thank you for understanding though. (9:01pm)
He was lucky I’d had a good time tonight with my dad because this was the second date he’d canceled in two weeks. I enjoyed the time I spend with Grey and I wish that tonight were one of those nights. But it turned out perfect anyway.
Me: Hey, it’s OK. I ended up staying in to watch a movie with my dad. We had a wonderful time. I’ll call u in the morning. (11:36pm)
The next one was from Emma.
Emma: Hey, luv. Hope u and ur dad r having a wonderful time (10:10pm).
She was just too sweet. I think she was more pissed about Grey canceling on me than I was. I swore, the woman couldn’t stand his ass. I wondered what he did for her to dislike him so much. She started school after he’d graduated so it’s not like she really knew him. It was probably because she was wrapped up in the fact that James and I are meant to be. Shaking my head, I reply to her text.
Me: U r probably sleeping, but we had a blast. Movie and beers. Luv u (11:37pm)
The last text was from James. I couldn’t help but smile.
James: Hey babes, just checking to c how u r doing? (11:29pm)
If he had just written that ten minutes ago then he might still be awake, although, he was a fast sleeper. I’d take my chance.
Me: Hey punk. I’m doing good. Had a father-daughter nite (11:40pm)
If he didn’t text me back then I was going to sleep. I placed my phone on my nightstand. Next to my lamp I had a picture of James, Emma and I when we went to the fair. I was holding a huge pink, stuffed animal that James had won for me on one of those ‘toss the ring on the bottle’ games. He was always good at those
“Honey,” I heard someone whisper by my ear.
My head was bent on something big and warm. Remembering the events of the night, I knew it was my dad. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw that the credits were scrolling up. Damn, I must have dosed off. Always happened with these types of movies.
“I’m sorry, I must have been more tired than what I thought,” I said, stretching my arms above my head. “So much for a father-daughter night,” I yawned.
He let out a small chuckle. “It was the best, honey.” He kissed me on top of the head before slowly standing up, his face twisted in pain. Damn, his leg must be giving him problems.
“Are you okay?” I was a little more awake now.
He brushed me off. “Comes with old age, honey. I’m going to bed. I need my rest. Thank you for tonight, and tell Grey I said thanks too.”
Standing up, I shut the DVD player off along with the TV. Wrapping my arms around him while he did the same to me I said, “I love you, Daddy.” I don't normally say daddy; it made me feel like a little girl, which I wasn’t, but when I was with my dad that’s all I wanted to be.
He set his chin above my head. “I love you too, darling. I love you too.”
We both walked upstairs. He went to his room and I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and comb my hair real quick. When I went in my room I took my bra off.
Oh my goodness, what a beautiful relief.
I changed into a pair of pink boy shorts and a white tank top before plopping on the bed. Reaching for my phone I turned it on because I shut if off earlier, I saw that it was 11:34pm, and I had a few texts.
Grey: I miss you. I’m sorry about tonight. Thank you for understanding though. (9:01pm)
He was lucky I’d had a good time tonight with my dad because this was the second date he’d canceled in two weeks. I enjoyed the time I spend with Grey and I wish that tonight were one of those nights. But it turned out perfect anyway.
Me: Hey, it’s OK. I ended up staying in to watch a movie with my dad. We had a wonderful time. I’ll call u in the morning. (11:36pm)
The next one was from Emma.
Emma: Hey, luv. Hope u and ur dad r having a wonderful time (10:10pm).
She was just too sweet. I think she was more pissed about Grey canceling on me than I was. I swore, the woman couldn’t stand his ass. I wondered what he did for her to dislike him so much. She started school after he’d graduated so it’s not like she really knew him. It was probably because she was wrapped up in the fact that James and I are meant to be. Shaking my head, I reply to her text.
Me: U r probably sleeping, but we had a blast. Movie and beers. Luv u (11:37pm)
The last text was from James. I couldn’t help but smile.
James: Hey babes, just checking to c how u r doing? (11:29pm)
If he had just written that ten minutes ago then he might still be awake, although, he was a fast sleeper. I’d take my chance.
Me: Hey punk. I’m doing good. Had a father-daughter nite (11:40pm)
If he didn’t text me back then I was going to sleep. I placed my phone on my nightstand. Next to my lamp I had a picture of James, Emma and I when we went to the fair. I was holding a huge pink, stuffed animal that James had won for me on one of those ‘toss the ring on the bottle’ games. He was always good at those
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