Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 47819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Fuck were we still there? It felt like I’d known her for years, like she’d always been mine; it’s weird how that works. I took my mind off of her and us and focused on my new daughter. Fuck me! I’m the dad of a preteen. I’ll have to panic later; she looked like she had some shit on her mind. Heaven help me.
“What’s going on?”
“Dad was being mean to mom.”
“The fu...sorry I mean, in what way?”
“It was about you.” She got nervous then and started twisting her hands together.
“Hey, you don’t have to be afraid, ever, you can tell me anything and I won’t get mad I promise.” She looked up at me as if gauging my sincerity and I realized how much she must’ve had to grow up in the last six months when her life was changed so drastically. Hopefully I could give her back her childhood.
“He told her that she has to stop seeing you, she’s not gonna do that is she? Please don’t let her do that. I know she thinks I’m just a stupid kid, but she’s been so happy since you came. For a long time she was sad and now she’s happy for the first time and he’s just being mean.”
She started to ramble then and seemed to be in a near panic. “Shh-shh-shh, first I don’t think your mom thinks you’re a stupid kid. She’s always telling me how smart you are and how proud she is of you.”
“Really?” Her whole face lit up and I made a mental note to always praise her in some small way in the future, if only to put that look on her face.
“Yes really, and to answer your question, no I’m not gonna let that happen. May I ask a question? Why are you telling me all this?” I was gonna ask her if most kids wouldn’t want their parents to get back together but thought better of it; no sense in giving the kid false hope.
“Dad’s stupid; he left mom and I for her and she’s like barely out of her teens, gross. I just want mom to be happy and she’s been really happy since you’ve been around. Dad’s just being a jerk, he’s got the brainless one I don’t see why mom shouldn’t have you.”
Smart fucking kid, too bad she was digging her old man’s grave with every word. I wonder if that one was going to tell me anything about the conversation. I found that I referred to her as that one in my mind whenever I’m a little peeved at her.
“You know what kid? She already does and so do you, in fact, have me that is.” I pulled the ring from my pocket and showed it to her. I’d been waiting to give it to Ilene later but this felt right. The kid should most definitely have a part in it.
“Oh wow it’s pretty and big, mom’s gonna freak.” She started jumping up and down and chanting when-when-when until I shushed her. “Soon.”
I left her room in search of her mom who was knocking around the kitchen. I walked up behind her at the stove where she was busy stirring something in a pot, that smelt like heaven. “How is my girl?” I sniffed her neck and drew her in close.
She relaxed back against me and my dick sprung into action. I guess it was going to take a while before he stopped trying to break out the gate to get at her sweet pussy at every turn. For now I satisfied myself with a quick feel since the kid was up and about.
“After lunch I gotta go take care of something, anything you need while I’m out babe?” It didn’t look like she was going to be forthcoming with any of what Alana had shared, not that I expected it, she’s a hardheaded fuck who thinks she has to handle everything on her own. I’ll have time enough in the future to teach her different, but for now I had some other shit to take care of.
“No I don’t think so, lunch should be ready in a minute; you wanna get Alana to come set the table?” I patted her tummy and gave her ass a little dick rub before heading off to do her bidding.
I warned Alana not to say anything about the ring and kept an eye on her throughout lunch. I’m not too sure of the willpower of a preteen, but she seemed to be holding her own.
“Mom I saw this really cool dress in a magazine, you wanna see it?” There was so much hope in her eyes that I thought there was something else going on. When Ilene nodded her head with not too much enthusiasm I knew something was definitely up with these two.