Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“Daddy!” my youngest daughter shouts as she comes bounding down the hall and into my arms.
“Hey, princess. Did you have a good day?”
“I did. Mommy said we could have ice cream for dinner if you said it was okay.” Her big eyes are pleading and she knows I’m a pushover when it comes to the women in my life.
“Oh, did she?” I ask, looking past her to where Clara is standing.
She turns, as if feeling my eyes on her, and gives me a wink. She comes over and gives me a kiss on my cheek before she moves her lips to my ear. “Please, Daddy.”
She knows how to get what she wants, and she knows all she has to do is ask.
“I suppose so,” I sigh, loving how I can make them light up so easily.
“Yay!” they both cheer, grabbing their bags.
Our oldest daughter pops her head out of one of the studios smiling ear to ear. “He said yes?”
They all start to do an ice cream for dinner dance around me, and though someone might look in the window and think I’m a big pushover, I wouldn’t have it any other way. They’ve got me wrapped around their little fingers, and I don’t want to be any other place.
Life on the docks is good, and I get to come home to my family every night. Meeting Clara wasn’t part of my plan, and having a family wasn’t anywhere on my radar. But it all worked out exactly how she wanted it, and I never realized that’s how I wanted it to. I was just too damn afraid to hope for it.
I grab Clara by the waist and this time I’m the one whispering in her ear. “You can thank me later.”
“Oh, I plan on it,” she says, licking her lips and winking at me.
Her hands trail down my big chest and to the buttons on my shirt. She’s a tease and she knows it. But I don’t have any complaints. Teasing her is half the fun. The other half of the fun is bending her over and fucking her until she can’t walk. But I’ll save that for when the kids are asleep.
“Love you, baby,” I say, kissing her on the forehead and then helping the kids get in the truck.
“Love you, too, Daddy,” she says, before slapping me on my ass.
THE END!