Mommy, Look! Daddy Is Kneeling Again! Novels & Stories

"Okay daddy!" To be continued...

Mommy, where's daddy? <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< “Mommy! Mommy!” Gabby stood from Tiffany’s lap when he saw Kate strutting into the airport. Gabby had a faint smile on his face. His heart warming at the sight of his mother. He threw his hands in the air, his hair flailing onto his face as he waved around for Kate to see them. “Mommy, Mommy!” He called out again, heart somersaulting.

"Ngaaaaaaahhhh!!!" "Thank you, Daddy"

Kyle tugs her hand, “help me. Daddy is being a big meanie.” "Daddy?"

She stood there in a green overall dress with a flower print shirt beneath it, which Heath thought with her pink curly hair she looked like a patch of flowers by the side of the road. “I’m Geoff’s father, Heath Allan.” Kathy stood there staring at him for a moment longer. “Where’s Ivy and Geoff?” Kathy starred into his dark eyes with a frown slowly forming a crease between her eyebrows. “I’m here Kathy! Dad answered the door, so I didn’t and Mom’s in the bathroom.” Geoff called from the sofa as if he thought Kathy was the funniest person ever. Kathy sailed past Heath and headed straight for Geoff. “I was so worried. Your mom didn’t call me back to tell me what was happening. Oh, Geoff, what

I felt my cheek turn beat red from the embarrassment. " I thought we needed to talk. " I said to him to change the topic and to escape the confrontation. I heard him laugh before opening the door for me. We were almost out of the room when I heard my son call his daddy. " Daddy waits!" Clyde went back inside, kneeling on one knee like a knight. " Alexander listened to me. Mommy and I are going to talk for a bit and we will be back after," He said in a fatherly tone while gently smiling at our son. I felt a warm feeling touch my heart seeing them together for the first time.

A reminder that life was moving forward, whether I was ready or not. Daddy found me there again as the sun began to set. He leaned against the doorframe for a moment, watching me with that soft, intense look he’d been giving me more often lately. Then he crossed the room and knelt in front of the rocking chair, resting his head against my belly like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Hey little one,” he whispered against my stomach. “It’s Daddy. Keep growing strong for us, okay?” I ran my fingers through his hair, feeling a strange warmth spread through my chest. These moments when he was gentle and vulnerable always caught me off guard.

"Are you my daddy?" ***

Julian gently pulled Elara’s hand into his. “Tonight,” he said softly, voice steady, “I want to ask you properly.” The music swelled. The lanterns flickered. And the children watched their father drop to one knee, whispering to each other... “I KNEW IT.” “Mira smart.” “Daddy cry?” “Shh, Milo! Let him finish!” Julian lowered himself onto one knee with a steadiness that didn’t match the storm inside him. The lanterns flickered around them, dancing over the soft white sand and the quiet waves behind him.

My eyes glance up, and I notice her eyes are closed while her hands clench the sheets tightly. "Look at me, kitten. I need to see you watching. Daddy appreciating his kitten." She quickly opens her eyes, so my eyes catch hers. One of her hands finds my head for her fingers to run through my hair and tug. "Fuck, Daddy, oh God." "Daddy's that good to his kitten, huh?" "Fuck, Daddy's always good to his kitten. Please."