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Daddy snorted. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. I’m the Daddy today.”

“You think so?” Daddy chuckled, setting my ice cream in front of me and adding a spoon.

“Yas-huh.”

“Okay,Daddy.What are we having for dinner?”

I tapped my chin as I thought it over. “More ice cream.”

“What happens if we get a tummy ache?”

“Ummm, call Uncle Elliot.”

Daddy shook his head. “No. I’ve seen that man enough over the last few weeks.”

“Yeah…” He’d made lots of house calls for us recently.

“You know who I’m never going to get sick of, Little one?”

“Who?”

“You, pretty baby. Daddy’s never going to get tired of you. You are the best thing the world has ever given me. Each day that I wake up with you in my life is like winning the lottery.”

Instantly tearing up, I wiped my eyes with a sticky hand, smearing cookie dough ice cream all over my face. I reached up to wipe my face only to get that hand dirty as well.

Daddy chuckled and reached into my diaper bag, grabbing some wipes.

“Come here, sticky girl.”

Standing, I walked to his side of the table and stood between his legs while wiped my hands and then my face.

“I think maybe you should keep being the Daddy,” I said once he was done.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yas-huh. You’re very good at it.”

He pulled me onto his knee and kissed my forehead. “Thank you, Allybaby.”

Reaching across the table, he pulled my ice cream to us and scooped some on the spoon. “Open wide, baby.”

“Daddy,” I protested, wiggling on his lap. “What if someone sees?” We were in public, after all.

“I don’t give a single flying fuck, Little one. Let them see me feeding my best girl some yummy ice cream so she doesn’t get sticky again.”

I hesitated, but then decided I didn’t give a “single flying fuck” either. I was proud to have Bash as my Daddy and I didn’t care if people saw him Daddying me. I realized how lucky I was to have him.

Opening my mouth, I stopped fighting him and accepted the bite he held out for me.

“Good girl, baby.”

Once the sweet treat was gone, I looped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheeks. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“You are very welcome, baby.”

“I’m the luckiest Little girl in the world,”

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