Page 79 of Desire

I leaned down to kiss her lips, sucking the bottom one for a moment.

“Get out of here before you distract me with that good loving and I miss my interview.”

I chuckled. “You got it. I’ll go make breakfast.”

On my way to the kitchen, I peeked into Azaria’s room, and she was just waking up.

“Daddy, I needa go potty.”

“Let’s go potty.”

When we finished, we went downstairs, and she helped me make breakfast.

“Daddy, I go with Mommy?”

“Not today, baby girl, but she won’t be gone too long.”

“I stay with you?”

“You sure are. Is that okay with you?”

“Yes, Daddy. You do my school?”

I didn’t think about that.

“Oh, umm, do you want Daddy to do your lesson with you?”

“Yes.”

Before marrying Desire, I had to admit, I didn’t do many educational activities with Azaria at home. She spent most of her day at preschool, where I assumed she learned things appropriate for her age. I read to her nightly, and she had several educational games, but I’d never sat with her and tried to teach her anything.

“Okay, Daddy can help you.”

“Yaayy!” she cheered, thrusting her arms in the air.

“What’s all the excitement about?”

“Daddy do my school,” Azaria answered before I could.

Desire looked confused for a moment before it clicked. “Oh, you’re doing her lesson today?”

“Yeah, is that okay?”

“Of course. Everything you need is in the dining room. I’m about to leave.”

“Hold on. We made breakfast.”

She frowned. “Maybe I can eat when I get back. My stomach is queasy because I’m too nervous.”

I pulled her into my arms, and her head fell back so she could look up at me.

“The job is already yours, baby. No need to be nervous."

She shrugged. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a job interview, and I was at Little Black Pearl for several years.”

“It’s like riding a bike, especially when you know your shit. You got this.”

After a few kisses, Azaria and I walked Desire to the truck, wishing her luck as she settled in the back seat with Mark at the wheel. As far as I was concerned, she would have a driver and security with her for as long as I could afford it. I didn’t believe her life was in danger, but one could never be too safe.

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