Page 11 of Two Daddies for Little Jenna

After Nick handed us the forms and explained the club rules, a wave of sadness overcame me because it was time to leave.

"So I'm gonna see you next week then?" I asked.

Nick nodded. "Until then, be a good girl for your Daddy."

It had only been a few hours since I met Nick, but now I was sad I wouldn't get to see him for a week. It didn't make any sense. I told myself that maybe I just wanted him to be a friend, but you don't fight to keep naked images of your friends out of your head. Yet I wasn't willing to accept that I liked Nick. I just couldn't.

Chapter 7: Clark

I'd been surprised when Jenna's face was turning red by the second in Nick's presence, but the color red made me realize that the redheaded Daddy in her art was none other than Nick. No wonder she wanted to impress him at the event with her art. My babygirl had a crush on Nick and she probably didn't even know it.

"What?" Jenna asked as I drove us back home late at night.

She'd been nervously playing with Doggo, her stuffed dog, ever since we got in the car. She kept shifting him between her legs, occasionally clutching him up to her chest for comfort.

"Nothing." I shook my head.

"Fine." She crossed her arms defiantly and pushed her lips out in a pout.

She stared at me in disbelief for the next few minutes, as if I was the one with a secret crush.

"Daddy, what's the matter?" she asked again.

"I didn't say anything, sweetheart." I shrugged. "I don't know what you want me to say."

"Then why have you been smirking for the past fifteen minutes, Daddy?" She leaned in closer with borrowed brows, and she looked cute as a button when she was angry. "Go ahead and say it. I know you want to."

"I don't know why you're angry, honey," I said, trying not to burst into laughter. "I'm just smiling to myself because I'm proud of you for getting a job all on your own."

Her expressions softened. "Thanks."

"And because you have a secret crush on Nick which you don't want anyone to know," I quickly added.

She gasped and then gaped at me in disbelief. "I don't know where you'd get such an idea. That's so silly. You're so silly, Daddy. I'm in a happy relationship with you. People in love don't develop crushes. Everyone knows that."

"Aw, is that what you've been telling yourself?" I stroked her head with a hand before quickly turning back to the road. "Life's too short to worry about such things. Have I not taught you to be true to yourself and acknowledge your feelings? It's fine if you like Nick. People don't always act on their attraction. Many people just acknowledge and move on."

She snuggled into my side and there was fear in her eyes. "So if I hypothetically liked Nick, I should acknowledge it but not act on it?"

"Quite opposite. You should act on it if that's what makes you happy. Hypothetically, of course."

"And what about your happiness?"

"I'm happy when you're happy, Jenna. Yes, even if it means you pursuing Nick. I don't mind the idea of you falling for another man. It's not cheating if we've already discussed it beforehand."

"You sure you aren't going to change your mind?" She asked in the silence that followed, resting her head on my shoulder. "Picture another man's hands on my body, kissing and touching me. Doesn't make you jealous?"

I laughed. "Wait, wasn't this supposed to be a hypothetical situation? Sounds too detailed to be a hypothetical one."

"Daddy, you're teasing me!" She playfully punched my arm. "You'll always be my Daddy. Nothing can change that."

"And you'll always be my sweet girl. I know that'll continue to be true for the rest of eternity, which is why I'm not jealous in the least bit."

She smiled up at me. "But no, I don't have a crush on Nick. I had my happily ever after the day you saved me from Otis. I was sure back then that no man could come close to you. I'm just as sure now."

"Don't be so sure. Life has a way of surprising you when you least expect it. Besides, us falling in love wasn't the end. It was the beginning of our happily ever after."

Judging by the past few weeks since putting away Otis, it was going to be the best part of our lives. Life with Jenna was heavenly. We had fallen into a routine of sorts, one that involved me taking care of Jenna and having lots of sex.