Full Time Dad Novels & Stories

It could be. "You can call him to come back home, I like what I see," "Mom, get over yourself and leave me alone, will you," He replied. "Better treat me right or you will be on everything gay dating platforms soon," His mom threatened. "Way to go, mom, now go home, thanks for coming dad," He said to his dad, who smiled and went right back to his phone, he was just his mom's escort and moral giver, that was like his job aside from being a devoted husband.

"Until you get bored again. Until work becomes more important." "I restructured the entire company," he said. "Promoted my second-in-command to COO. I'm working half days now, from home when possible. Because you were right, I don't know how to be a father. But I want to learn. And I can't do that if I'm never here." I stared at him. Julian Ashford didn't work half days. Julian Ashford was at the office by six AM and rarely left before eight PM. "I don't believe you."

I said before yawning. "This is what happens when you stay till 3 am watching movies." Dad said before drinking his coffee. "I would say never again, but that would be a lie and you and mom told me to never lie." I said while grabbing a toasted bread. "Our daughter." Mom said while chuckling. A little about our family. Dad owns a record company and mom is the photographer there. They do more than well. And even though they're important people, they always make time for us. For us, family comes first.

“Brittany, your birthday is coming up. What’s your plan?” Dad asked in the middle of our breakfast. He just came home last night from their 3 days business trip. Dad also won't go to work today to rest. That's better because it is dangerous when Dad is overworked. He needs to rest, he deserves that because of his hard work and determination in our business.

“It’s like when he’s around you, he changes. He’s quieter. More careful. Almost like he’s waiting for you to approve of something.” Damian chuckled lightly, warm but measured. “Approval, huh? I guess he wants to make a good impression. I am his girlfriend’s father.” “Dad,” she said sharply, cutting through the charm. “I’m serious. Are you pressuring him? Maybe without realizing it?”

My dad said but I know he hide something in his casual act "It's my job dad, I love my job." I smiled to him "Don't tired yourself okay?" My mom said and I nodded "I will mom, so don't worry." The food came in and we have our precious dinner together. I miss spending time with them actually. They're all busy with their work and I'm busy with mine so it's hard to have time together. We all have a packed schedule. Starting from next week, I will working in hell.

"Hey, sweetie. I'm watching TV and drinking. Like I do every night now that I don't have anything else to do." I don't think I ever remember my dad not working. He would work his regular forty hours a week and then have side jobs that paid him extremely well. He was probably enjoying the time off. "That sounds like more fun than what I'm doing. This shutdown sucks. I just wanna go back to school and work." "I want you to go back to work too. HAHA! I miss going there. I think this is the longest time since I went there." I could see dad wanted to talk shit tonight. I figured I'd play along. "HA! I bet you do miss me being at work after the show I put on!" I set the bait. Let's see if he bites

“I was 21 when I had your brother, and I was terrified,d too. You’ll be a great mom.” “What about Xoi? He’s only 21.” “Baby, I was 21. Your dad was 22. He’ll be a great father.” “What if he isn’t? He doesn’t have a stable job.” “It doesn’t matter. You don’t need his money—just his presence.” “Yeah, baby girl. You have us,” Dad adds. “And if he slacks off, I’ll cut him,” Mom jokes. I laugh, wiping tears. “Okay, Mom. Put away the knife.”

I work my ass off every day to make your mother proud of me- to show you how to be the best alpha you can. Now, you are going to be a father in 6 short weeks, you need to make amends with Bethany in order to co-parent effectively to raise our future alpha. I have faith in you. You can do this. If I can, you can.” I find myself staring at him in wonder, shock, fear, amazement, surprise… Woah! Then everything hits like a wrecking ball, I know what I have to do! “What’s the time dad?” Dad checks his Rolex, “Eight fifteen.”

The word pregnant appears, and his eyes are so wide that it looks like they are going to explode. “Are you shitting me right now? I don’t have time for this”, he says before I manage to even say one word. He walks out of the room, leaving me alone, and goes to practice. **Present** “Smells great, mom,” I say, and she smiles as she puts some bacon and eggs on a plate for me, “dad’s gone to work?” I ask, and she nods her head turning down the radio she has on the kitchen counter. “He had a meeting early with some guys from New York. They are in town to do business”, she says, and I nod. Dad owns a small printer in town, and only the local business use them, including the local newspaper and th