Page 22 of Two Daddies for Little Jenna

"You're back!" I had the brightest smile on as if she was back from a war and I'd been waiting for her for decades.

"Good to see you too, Daddy." She turned to Nick and they awkwardly moved closer until they hugged each other. "Good night, Nick. I'll see you at work."

When Nick nodded at me, I nodded back. He seemed slightly intimidated by my presence, but he'd get over it soon. He looked at Jenna longingly one last time before turning around and getting into his car. Jenna waved at him even as he was driving away. It was the first hint that the date went well.

When she turned to face me, I scooped her legs off the floor and took her into my arms. She shrieked in surprise before bursting into a fit of giggles as I closed the door and carried her on my hip to the couch.

"Do you have any idea how much I missed you?" I stuck my lower lip out in a pout teasingly. "I bet you didn't think about me, not even once."

"I did too!" She shifted in my lap to face me, then extended her arms as wide as she could. "This much."

"Wow, that's a lot." I extended my arms even farther. "This is how much I missed you, which is much more. So I win."

"Not fair! Your arms are longer."

"If you say so. How was the date then? Tell me everything."

She let out a yawn, so it looked like the details would have to wait. Suddenly she buried her face in my chest and refused to look up at me.

"My babygirl is so shy." I stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head. "That good, huh?"

"Everything was going so good, Daddy. He told me so much about himself while all I could talk about was you, maybe because I missed you so much. He showed me a place that meant a lot to him and said it was mine too now. The sun had set, the weather was cold and the birds were chirping. We had to sit close under the tree to keep ourselves warm. And then…and then…"

"You're talking a mile a minute, sweetheart." I took deep breaths to show her and she followed. "Remember to breathe, honey. Just breathe. You know you can tell me anything without being so anxious. Nothing you say can change how much I love you. So tell me, who's your Daddy?"

Sometimes all she needed was to let go of control and slip into her Little headspace. Her expressions softened as she let out a giggle and sucked on her thumb.

"You are my Daddy and always will be."

"Go on, then. But this time, remember to breathe."

"It was all so romantic, so I kissed him." She giggled again, her smile slowly fading as worry began to take over, realizing what she'd done. "And I liked it."

When she hung her head to look at the knitted fingers in her lap, I raised her chin to look her in the eyes.

"You worried me for a second there, sweetheart. You make it sound like you regret your decision."

She shrugged. "I guess it means things are getting serious. If you want to stop us, this would be the time. It'll only get harder to stop seeing him if you change your mind later on. So I guess what I'm asking is, are you sure you're fine with it?"

I nodded with a smile. "For the tenth time, yes. I don't want you worrying about this anymore. In fact, I'm so fine with it, I've decided you should go over to Nick's house for a sleepover tomorrow. A playdate should help you better understand if you both are compatible. Society teaches us to be jealous, but all I feel is joy because my babygirl is going to get twice the love like she's always deserved."

"Wait, what?" She asked, dragging out the word. "That's crazy! You don't even let me go to the supermarket alone because you're scared the cashier might kidnap me."

In my defense, the cashier liked to stare at Jenna for minutes on end. He always gave me serial killer vibes.

"That was the old me. I've talked to John and he says Nick's a good man. If John trusts him to be a gentleman, then so do I."

Her mouth and eyes turned into adorable little circles as she gaped up at me, her face slowly lighting up. "I'm having a sleepover with Nick!"

"Yes, you are." I tapped the tip of her nose with a finger.

"What am I gonna wear? Do I pack my toys and stuffies? Do I call him tomorrow to let him know? He's gonna be so excited."

"You can decide the details later." My voice turned coarse with desire. "Now show me where you kissed your boyfriend."

She buried her face back in my chest and peeked up at me as her cheeks turned red. "He's not my boyfriend, Daddy! I don't know if I like him yet." She tapped her lips adorably. "This is where I kissed him."

The thought of another man touching my sweet girl had caused my dick to turn rock hard. It was probably competitiveness knitted into human DNA, but I had to claim her body as mine right then and there.