Missed Opportunities

Call me Daddy

I woke up. She is still asleep. I got two ibuprofen and water.

A: You will need these.

I get up, take a shower and get dressed. I lay her clothes out on the bed in the other room. I heard the shower running when I walked back in. I take my phone out and order breakfast. 

A: Hey baby, your clothes are on the bed.

After she is dressed, she comes into the living area of our suite.  She sits in my lap and puts her head into my chest.

A: Headache?

She nods yes in my chest.

A: I'm sorry. I should have cut you off sooner. 

I rub her hair and kiss her head.  There was a knock on the door.

A: Breakfast.

She stood up and walked to the other seat. I brought the food into the room. As we ate, we began to talk.

C: Who did I give a lap dance to last night?
A: What?
C: The club last night? Who did I give a lap dance to?
A: Me baby.

She smiled

A: What?

She slid her phone across the table.
I died laughing.

A: Marshall was standing beside us.   You were in my lap. I swear baby I wouldn't let you do anything like that. Look at the hand. There is my ring finger with your name.

She gave a sigh of relief.

A: Is that what was wrong?

She nodded yes.

C: I felt so bad that I cheated on you. I wasn't sure how to tell you, because I remember being on you. Not him.
A: He asked if he could fuck you.

She spit her orange juice across the room.

A: You said no thank you.

She started laughing.
I finished eating.

A: Come sit in my lap.

She did. I feed her.

A:  I would never let someone take advantage of you.  Now, if you want to leave me for them you have to be sober and tell me yourself. If not I will bring you back  with me caveman style if need be.
C: I love you, Austin Richard Post.  Thank you for this extraordinary life.
A: You're too sweet. I have something planned. Are you ready?
C: What are we doing?
A: We are having dinner with Marshall tonight. I know you are a fan. I'm not jealous especially after you told him he sung my song flat so Fall Apart only bothers you when I sing it.
C: That's true.
A: He did make you blush.  It was cute.
C: Lord what did I do?
A: We are here.
C: Drag strip?
A: I'm going to beat you.
C: The hell you are.
A: This is...
C: John and Ashley Force. 

She was jumping up and down.

J: You are married to that man they say is famous, but you are star struck by us.
C: I love fast cars.
J: If either of you break it you buy it. Understand me,  Mr.  Post
A: Yes Sir. Let's get in.
J: Ashley will ride with you and I will ride with Austin.
C: I'm so excited!!!

John and I switched seats.

J: Who do you think will be racing me?
A: I can't get bested by my wife Mr. Force.
J: Try getting beat by your daughter.

I laugh.
The lights change. The race began.
They left us. Once we stopped I saw Charlotte jump out of the driver's seat.

A: Did you drive?
C: Yes, you cheating ass mother fucker. Really?
A: I'm sure as hell not racing you now.
J: She is good. Where did you learn?
C: I always wanted to, but my dad wouldn't let me.  I have always been around cars.
J: Austin she smoked your ass buddy.  I didn't get beat by her.