Part 17: Feels Like Home

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Following the unexpected harmony that had been created by the intimacy in the small pool Charlotte refused to leave his side throughout the rest of the evening.

He worked in the study for a few hours with Charlotte reading and daydreaming on the sofa until he realized that it was getting late, and that the sun had long since been replaced by a cloudless night sky. He looked up from the laptop to watch his little girl, curled up on the sofa and reading a leather-bound book. Her long hair had been swung loosely over her right shoulder and her cheeks were slightly more rosy than usual due to the time they had spent in the sun. He closed his laptop quietly and pushed the chair back to stand up.

Charlotte looked up at the noise. He walked over to her and crouched down in front of the sofa, looking into her eyes.

"Little Charlotte looks very tired, doesn't she?" he asked, her eyes small with fatigue. She nodded.

"I think it's time we put you to bed!" He caressed her cheek before helping her stand. Charlotte yawned a little and he, too, had to hold back a yawn. He took her hand and led her upstairs into the bathroom, leaving to fetch some pajamas and close the curtains while she brushed her teeth and combed her hair.

She dressed herself in front of him in the bedroom, this time with a little less shame at having to bare her breasts to him. Again, he kept his eyes fixed on her face. When she was ready for bed he sat down on the edge and pulled her onto his lap.

"Did you enjoy our day?" he asked, stroking her hair behind her ears.

Charlotte nodded.

"What did you like most?"

"Watching the clouds when we were in the water." she replied with a small smile. He nodded, interpreting a variety of things into this answer, things that were rather satisfying. "Did you enjoy it?" she asked, referring to the day in general.

"I most certainly did. I was very impressed with your help during our little barbeque, I think Charlotte is destined to become a wonderful little chef cook one day, don't you think?" Charlotte giggled; he petted her gently. "I'm going to have to go out for a little while tomorrow, so you will have some tasks to complete before I come back. You think you can manage that?"

"Yes", Charlotte said quietly, slightly saddened by his potential absence. "What tasks do you want me to do?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you everything tomorrow, I think you're a little too sleepy for information at the moment. Why don't we put you to bed?"

He lifted her out of his lap and onto the bed, pulling the covers back and laying them gently on top of her. She smiled. Cute, little, smiling Charlotte. A kiss on the forehead and he bid her good night, promising to come back immediately should she encounter any nightmares.

He sat at her side for a moment, and when her eyes had closed he left, shutting the bedroom door behind him.


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