Page 9 of Awakening His Daddy

I straighten and realize that I just put his seatbelt on for him.

I clear my throat and end up taking him to a drive-thru.

He immediately starts digging through the bag of food I hand him, and I scold him for eating in my car.

Still not a Daddy.

I don’t even eat in my car.

“But you can eat your ice cream so it doesn’t melt all over my car.”

“Yes!” He grabs his spoon and digs in.

When we get to his house, I lethimunbuckle himself and help him inside.

“Here, you sit down.” I pull out his chair. “And I’ll get you some water.” I grab a bottle of water from the fridge. We need to have the talk about bottled water again. It’s so bad for the planet, but I know he keeps losing his refillable bottles on the job, so I guess I can’t blame him.

“You need ketchup?” I ask since I’m in his fridge.

“Yes, please.”

I squeeze some onto his wrapper and notice he’s struggling to get the little tab off his sauce.

“I can help.”

He hands it over, and I open it before placing it back down next to his ketchup.

I notice he has hearts in his eyes as he watches me, so I run back to the fridge and grab another water.

I really need to get a hold of myself.

Have I always been like this?

I know he likes it when I cook for him, but would he really want someone to take care of him in other ways?

“Can you get me a napkin, please?”

I come back to the table and check the bag.

“They didn’t give us any, those jerks.”

He giggles with his mouth full.

“I noticed that all your fries are gone but not your nuggets.”

He looks down and quickly stuffs a whole nugget into his already-full mouth.

“Don’t choke yourself.”

“Sorry…” He tries to answer but can’t around his wad of food. He takes a drink and swallows. “Sorry. I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”

I nod and take a seat across from him. “Are you feeling better now?”

“Much better now.” He yawns.

“Finish up and you can get to bed.”

He smiles and eats another nugget.

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