I Become A Doting Father Novels & Stories

and just watched me sleep. “I don’t know how to be a father,” he admitted one night while we lay in bed. “My dad was a monster. Yours used you as currency. What if we fuck this up? What if I’m too... dominant? Too controlling?” I rolled over to face him, resting my hand on his chest. “You’re already protective. Steady. You’ve taken care of me through the worst things imaginable. You’ll love our kid the way you love me—fiercely, completely. That’s more than enough.”

He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart . “Aren’t you going to say something ?” He asked me again, breaking into my thoughts . I turned and faced him . Why can’t you let me be , my father asked you to be my guardian, he never said that you should stuck my life . My father is strict and he would still let me go out but yet you don’t want me leaving the house without your permission . Staying out is even crazier . I don’t have much to say but I would really appreciate it if you would let me be .” I told him to be as calm as possible as I pulled away from him and turned to face the window .

—he takes a deep breath, his grip on the ring box tightening—"a good father." My heart squeezes tight at the flash of vulnerability in his eyes. "For a man who had no good parental role models, the fact that he wants to try to be better for his own children—for the children we might have one day—floods my chest with indescribable warmth."

Aaron complimented. “Please, you don't have to lie. Daddy never liked that I wasn't interested in the family's business." Maya huffed, her voice tinged with sadness. Aaron wanted to correct the young lady that her father was, in fact, very happy that she chose her own path and wouldn't stop telling anyone who cared to listen that his daughter was smart, but he held his tongue. He hoped that a different day and a better time would surface for that. “Ah, I should go.” The man said, rocking his heels as he stared at his watch.

My father explained and I got so maddened by his words. I wasn't surprised, my father had always been the selfish, self-centered and greedy type. "Point of correction, don't you dare address my boyfriend as useless because he is better than you both!" I fired at my dad hotly. "Avery! Mind your words," My mom warned me and I rolled my eyes at her.

Inilipat ni Elllie ang kanyang timbang sa kaliwa ng bench. Isang pulgada na lang. Oo, ngayon ay mahuhuli na niya ang lahat ng mga salita na sinasabi ng dalawang ina. “I swear to you, Susan, kung kaya ko, ako na mismo ang kukuha ng trabaho bilang yaya na iyon. Si Tyler Hernandez ang pinakaHOT na single dad sa buong paaralan. At saka, mayaman siya." Ang babaeng may pixie-cut at dreamy na mga mata ay parang hihimatayin pa ata.

It still doesn't feel real. I'm going to be a father. I'm going to have a child of my own. A family of my own. I'm going to be responsible for another life. I'm happy... Of course, I'm happy. Actually, I'm more than happy - I'm elated. I've always wanted to be a father, always dreamed about what it would be like to raise my own pups. To teach them all the things that my own father taught me. To guide them through life until they're able to do so themselves. To create memories with them that no one can ever take away.

I smiled through my tears. “Well, congratulations on your baby. Children are truly a blessing. They're a lot of work and will drive you crazy sometimes, but certainly a blessing.” He laughed. “You know, I was terrified when Annie told me she was pregnant. I never had a father and I was afraid I wouldn't know how to be one because of that. But the moment I held my little girl in my arms… I knew I could never let her go.” He stated, but his eyebrows gradually furrowed. “Although… I think… I let her go…?” My father shook his head, as if trying to force a thought. “Sorry, I think I'm more confused than I thought. I shouldn't be filling your ears with this stuff…”

LAWRENCE. The smile on my face deepened as I watched her fill in the details. I've never felt so contented, the more I thought about being a father the more warmth sank into my chest. she tucked her hair carefully behind her ears as I held her purse in my arms, I got lots of stares from people who were way too judgmental for my liking, I cared less about whatever thoughts they had but it was down to earth real when I said she was not going to ever lift a finger again.

“That’s a really big thing to say.” Liam nods eagerly, his small hands gripping the hem of my coat. “But it’s true! You pick me up from school, you take care of Mommy, and you even buy me ice cream. Isn’t that what daddies do?” I open my mouth to say something—anything—but nothing comes out. My chest tightens. I should tell Liam that it’s not that simple, that calling someone a father isn’t just about ice cream and school pickups. But I can’t bring myself to say it, not when Adrian is looking at Liam with such warmth, not when Liam is looking at him like he’s the safest place in the world.