I Become A Doting Father Novels & Stories

"For giving me the chance to be a father. I know I must have done a lot of things in the past that made you doubt me… But I want you to know something. I want you to know that there won’t be a single day where I don’t work to be better—for you, for me, and most importantly, for our daughters. You and they are my world. "I don’t know how to explain it, but ever since I felt them inside you, something inside me filled with peace. I know it must sound strange, since I don’t remember anything from our past… but having you close makes me happy. I feel at home. I feel like I don’t need anything—or anyone—else," he said, cupping her face and pressing a deep, passionate kiss to her lips.

He nodded his head as he smoothed his palm over the back of Treasa’s head in the nurturing way, that I found sexy as hell. Anyone from the outside looking in would think that Liam was not the fatherly type. Until I ended up pregnant and saw the look of excitement on his face, I didn’t either. The day she was born he went from protective husband to over protective and slightly scary, doting daddy. The thought warmed my heart. Even with all of the changes happening in our relationship, the fact remains that the gorgeous man I was staring at would do anything, give up anything, to remain with us and to stay by my side.

I hoped it would stay this way— no tension, no arguments, just pure business. “How are you?” I asked Dad, sitting next to me. “The same as you asked me early in the morning,” he replied with a pat on my arm. Who would have thought the villain in my life and my wife’s would turn into a fluffy, cuddly teddy bear? He just became the father I’d ever wanted. Maybe he was right after all. I would thank him later. I just had to go through that tough love to toughen me, to show me the right path before I could have the good father I always wanted.

He nibbled the inside of his bottom lip. “I want to take you. I want to cram my cock inside that sweet, curvaceous pussy that gave me children. But for the time being, I’d like to see the pussy that gave birth to those naughty, gorgeous children of ours.” I bit my lower lip. Fuck! He’s speaking in a fatherly tone. And when Daddy speaks, Mommy must listen.

At Valeria in the gallery. “Fatherhood,” I said, “is 2 AM. It’s 3 AM. It’s 91% oxygen at 2:17 AM. It’s blood at bedside when the bank is empty. It’s quitting a $4 billion company to hold a 3-pound girl so she doesn’t forget to breathe.” _Beep. Beep. Beep._ My watch. 112 BPM. “It’s not DNA,” I said. “It’s not texts from dead men. It’s not 25%. It’s this.” I pointed at the screen. At Photo 4. Adrian and Ivy. “That’s what fatherhood looks like.”

The background pretty much waned as she watched the show of love with envy. A tall father had finally found his son and he tossed away his placard to spread his arms for the incoming launch. An Asian in a business power suit and a briefcase had met with his driver or associate and they shook hands warmly as they headed towards the exit. A short guy in a long ponytail hugged his pregnant wife and kissed her passionately. Kiersey sighed, suddenly melancholic. When was she . . . ? "His number isn't going," Zanéh complained.

She was going to make me a family man. “Baby, if anything I’ve learned from my adopted parents, it's that the best thing you can do as a father is show your kids how much you love their mother. That’s been the gift my father has given me and I swear to you, I will always show Louie that. I want him to watch us slow dance in the kitchen, sneak kisses. He’ll learn from me how to be a man. Would you do me the honor of being my wife,” I asked, as I opened the ring box in my hand.

He stood frozen on the spot, his face deathly pale and his hand trembling so hard that he could barely hold his phone. At last, it hit him that Elena was right. If he hadn't chosen to turn a blind eye from the very beginning, all the malice that followed would've never found a place to take root. Elena was still in tears on the other end of the line, claiming she only did it because she loved him oh so much, because she was terrified of losing the family they had now. She also said Eugene had seen Ian as his biological father since he was a child, and she couldn't let anyone destroy everything they had built.

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.

There's this yawning hole in my heart and if I touch him I don't know if I could ever let go. Linc is destined to be a father. He'll be wonderful at it-a great husband, drive a minivan, and do his best, even with his job, to never miss one of his kid's games. Our father did the same. If Linc wasn't holding the baby, I swear I'd deck him.