All Yours
They’d laid out her outfit the night before—hung on the little hook in her room with a note: “Wear this for our special day, babygirl.”
A soft yellow sundress with tiny daisies printed all over, white cotton panties with a bow, matching ankle socks with lace trim, and white sandals.
Cute. Innocent. Perfect little.
But Mia woke up feeling mischievous.
She wanted attention.
The kind that made her the absolute center of their universe.
The kind that left her bottom warm and her heart full.
So when Daddy Marcus came to wake her with gentle kisses and a “Time to get dressed, sweetheart,” she pretended to be extra sleepy.