Wanting Daddy
I responded, and her lips curved upward in a slight smile.
I found myself smiling too as I gently cradled her face.
“You are right,” She muttered, “Can you take me back home please?”
“So, you want to use me as a buffer, huh?” I teased her, and she playfully punched me in the arm, a pout contorting her lips.
“Maybe,” She shrugged then froze, “You are going to see my mum and she's going to see you too.”
“I would hope so since we both h-” I started to say before what she was trying to say dawned on me, “Oh.”