Page 68 of Slow Burn
“I meant what I said that night at the hospital. It's you that made this a fairytale. You made me a father, because taking care of a baby wasn't going to make me a father. Just doing the right thing wasn't enough. Building us a castle and slaying whatever dragons come our way, and being there at bedtime and dinner time, and tummy time, that makes me a father. Loving her mother, giving her brothers and sisters, that's what makes me a father. I love you girls so much. More than I thought I could fill my heart with. Thank you.” I kiss her softly, both of us crying a little, but I don't care.
“Thank me? Thank you. For letting me being a mother and not letting it hurt. Letting me know I made the right choice for both my daughters. You gave me the fairytale, baby. Thank you.” Another messy kiss changes fast and I'm holding her close.
It was hot and fast, and a little bit dirty the first time. This time, it's slow and intense, but still a little dirty. I stare into those jade eyes, her freckles popping out, and I know I am a lucky sonofabitch.
“Now, give me something Queen.”
And, she does. Like always, she gives me everything. Brynn gives me her heart, her soul, her body. And, I take it. But, like always, I give to. I give her all my bricks and let her do the building because that's what she was always meant to do.
Brynn and I will build a spectacular castle and nothing will ever tear that down. Dragons can come, we will slay them all. Brynn will give our family the fairytale.
Brynn was meant to be the one to build our castle and I will do whatever it takes to give her the bricks to do it.
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