Dad From Liv And Maddie Novels & Stories

“Tell me what you need. We’ll figure something out.” Lia shook her head helplessly. “I’ve been so careful, Dina. I haven’t posted a single picture of Leo since he was born. I don’t even take photos on my own phone. How did one stranger manage to undo everything in five seconds?” “It wasn’t your fault,” Dina said softly. But the truth sat heavy between them. The world moved fast. Information moved faster. And Damien Hale? He was faster than all of it. Dina hesitated before speaking again. “Lia… you know he might see the photo, right?”

He’s been kissing me for years and I can not get enough. I probably never will. “Morning, husband,” I breathe when we break apart. A dark gleam of desire shines in his eyes as he speaks low, “Morning, wife.” “Thank you for the birthday gift. I love it and you.” A clearing of a throat comes from behind me before Dad appears by our side, carrying Logan and glaring. “I am over here, in case no one noticed.” “Hi, Dad.” I kiss his cheek. “So now you have a dad?”

“I’m just saying. Maybe once you’re back from Denver and all the excitement dies down.” “Lyla has a tough time letting her baby birds leave the nest,” Damian chuckles, glancing over at my dad. Dad offers him a smile in return. “I know how that is.” He gazes at me wistfully, and I feel a little pang of guilt for leaving him on his own. At least Cory and Ellie are living there now and keeping him company. “Speaking of Denver, how are things going?” Damian asks, setting down his fork and reaching for his drink. “Didn’t some of the squad head down there yesterday?”

"My dad was sitting by the kitchen doors, and you said he was fine where he was. My brother got pulled from the wedding party, and you said Theo looked better up there. My dad's name disappeared from the program, and you said he wasn't comfortable with that kind of thing." I went through it piece by piece, my voice level the whole time. He couldn't argue with a single one. Dad closed the lid on the repaired chest. The new clasp clicked softly into place. "Mr. Chambers," Dad said. "My daughter isn't looking for compensation. She just wants her family to be treated like they matter." Elliott's fingers tightened at his sides. Just then, his phone rang. He answered, and I watched the color drain

She sighed in relief and smiled. “Thank you so much.” Lydia said. “Its my duty.” “Woah mum, dad taught you all this stuffs?” “Yeah.” “Dad was so awesome.” “Of course he was and he still is, I love you Lydia.” The deep voice said and the call ended. Lydia tried calling the number back and it wasn't connecting. “That was dad right?” Damien asked. “Hell yeah!” Daniel yelled. “Daddy is still alive!” Danielle screamed happily and Lydia smiled out tears.

Chapter 12 - Your daughter is here! "I really could never get tired of watching our shows on TV" Tina says as she munches on popcorn with her legs crossed on the crouch. "Me neither", I reply, hoping I do not sound as distracted as I feel, because Tina's dad just joined us in the living room with nothing but his joggers on. And I do not fail to notice his boner. "Dad, go wear some clothes on your old body, there is no one to seduce here", Tina says as she catches sight of her dad.

The moment I entered the house, I found Dad sitting in the living room. The expression on his face told me everything, my stomach dropped, he knew. "Dad..." He slowly stood. "Fiona." My eyes filled with tears. "Where's Jalen?" he stared at me without a word. "Dad." he sighed. "He left in a hurry this morning." The words shattered something inside me. “Did he tell you where?" I asked with a shaky voice. "He relocated." "No." His expression softened. "Fiona—"

She dialed her dad's number and waited eagerly as it rang. "Hello, Larisa! How are you?" her dad, Mr. Madison, answered. "Dad, we're in California! We made it to our new home," Larisa said, a broad smile spreading across her face. "At the airport already? That was quick!" Mr. Madison replied, sounding surprised. "No, Dad. We're at our new home now. Waylen and I are on our way to see you," Larisa said, her excitement growing. "Finally, after four long years, I get to see my princess again and my grandson. Let me inform your mom right away," her dad said, sounding thrilled.

Kids screamed near the swings, a dog barked, an old man read a paper like the world wasn’t burning. His phone buzzed. One word, from Lily: When? He exhaled, shaky. Typed: Tonight. Seven. At your dad’s. Hit send before he could think better of it. Seconds later, another buzz. Damian this time: Understood. No argument. No evasion. Just acceptance. Like they all knew the center couldn’t hold much longer. He leaned back, stared up through the canopy of leaves at a sky that couldn’t decide if it wanted to clear or storm. The air carried that charged, heavy smell that always came before rain. Fitting.

"No matter what she does, she's always putting on an act in your eyes, huh?" Elena's expression shifted too, and she immediately chimed in to play the peacemaker. "Calm down, Zoey. You're emotional right now, so you might be exaggerating. If your father's ex-wife is genuinely having a hard time, I'm more than happy to help out financially. There's no need to kick up such a huge fuss." I didn't spare her so much as a glance. At this point, she was still implying that Mom was still alive and that she was just using this opportunity to cling to Ian.