Full Time Dad Novels & Stories

“I don't want to talk about details But I was depressed, and he saved me. Therefore, I got married to him… He is a nice Guy… and a wonderful person.” Dad’s eyes water, and he holds my hand across the table. “I am sorry I wasn’t around Sophie. I really suck being a father.” I shake my head. “Don't be like this, Dad. Let bygones Be bygones.” I say. “But what does he do? And why are you not living with him?” Joy asks and I internally roll my eyes at her for ruining a perfect moment with dad. “He owns an interior designing company, and He is usually out on tours. He stays with me whenever he is visiting town.”

Before giving my response to what she had said, I had to force down many swallows. "I have, but due to the fact that he is a busy person and a businessman at the same time, we are unable to reach him whenever we want. Cailen, I will always tell you that while you are a child, he comes to see us here frequently. He did not miss that. You must understand him. Your dad is not like your friend's dad. He has a lot on his plate, I mean he has a lot of work to finish."

“That’s his punishment for making you cry last night. Also, if he wants me to trust him, then he must show me that he could protect you when I am not around.” “But he’s not used to making pots. He is a CEO of a huge company.” Dad frowned. “Come on. He can do it if he has patience. Who cares if he’s a CEO? By the way, you still have to go to work, right? Go now.” “Dad, don’t make him work too much.” “Fine, fine. Go on now.” Before leaving, I walked over to Timothy who was busy molding a pot that kept on getting ruined.

Dad exactly asked what I had been preparing myself to Girard. He was pestered by the lack of information, obviously. My parents were given as much information as I had received. Today was Sunday and a day off for dad. He usually spent this time visiting his some old friends in the outskirts or rather spent it doing over job. Billy's leave from the house have not only turned me into a machine but my father too. He worked day and night only to forget his little grandson. "I swear I will kick your ass if you won't spill the beans" he threatened Girard in an attacking positing.

"You should get used to him baby doll. He is going to be your father-in-law and he's one of the best men I know. You know I only choose the best for you." "But Dad, you chose his son for me." I point out the obvious. "Of course I did silly girl. What I'm trying to tell you is that a good man will raise a good man. That's all." "Alright Dad. When do I get ready?" "I'm sure Anthony will text you the details." "But he doesn't have my number." "He's highly resourceful and influential. I'd be surprised if he didn't already have your number." That sounds wrong on so many levels, but I let it be.

Mom had retired 5 years ago, and while Dad continued working the events in our little neighborhood had been her main source of entertainment. Soon Dad was home and we easily slipped back into our old routine. Dad would talk a about his day over dinner, he and Mom would discuss cases he was working on and I’d listen and take in what I could. I love my Dad, he had a powerful presence when he entered a room and was a very well respected and feared contract attorney, but to me he was a Teddy Bear and he was never anything less than completely adoring. Yes, I was spoiled, but I didn’t think it had damaged me in the way it had so many others. I wasn’t entitled, I knew I had to earn my place in the

he replied in the same tone and bumped my shoulder back. "Both of you shut your holes! It's like I'm raising two toddlers" My mum said as she got tired of our yapping. My dad was childish sometimes but he is pretty grown up when it comes serious things like his job and taking care of the family and stuff but he's a chill guy otherwise. My dad, Jerry Kline, is a software engineer. My mum and dad met in college when my dad was studying in England and they fell in love. My mum got pregnant in her final year, got married to my dad and came back to America with him.

He didn't tell me. “It’s done, Ruby. Dad’s made the changes. Those businesses are yours and the baby’s now,” he states firmly, determination etched in his features. "If Dad could build his businesses with me while he was a single parent, I can do it. I want to do it myself, not be handed my life and not have to struggle a single day."

"Excuse me, I gotta go." Their visions followed Gianna until she successfully left the apartment. Alastar's heavy sigh could be heard after. "I'm really sorry for not telling you... I was supposed to call a janitor to deal with the mess but I forgot," Alastar stepped closer and hugged her tight. "You do know that it's my birthday tomorrow, right?" "Yeah... I'm busy preparing all day for it." Catherine sighed and hugged him back.

Boys at school definitely pay attention, but other than that I would say I’m pretty ordinary. Well, ordinary except for one thing: my father. I could feel the pressure in the room, listening as my dad began anxiously tapping his foot against the wood floor. I dropped my pencil and turned in my office chair to face him. What did he want this time? “Good baby. Now you’re paying attention.” Without missing a beat he stood up and began undressing. He pulled off his shirt, rather quickly for a man of his size. 47 years old, 5’11, 220lbs; and unlike other fathers, my dad wasn’t fat. He was fit and lean. The grey hairs on his head came from experience, not stress. The smile lines on his face, rathe