Just Go With It

"Like a Hickey?"

Jason's P.O.V

     I adjust the snapback on my head and I do the same to my sunglasses. You'd think with me being in a building I would take them off but I can't have any chances with people figuring out who I am.
     My babygirl is about to graduate, as soon as they get to her name. I'm as proud of her as her parents. She is graduating valedictorian of her class and just two days ago she got accepted to the college she wanted to go to. Stanford university. I still have to do some research on this school. All I know is that it's in California and it's a private school plus it's hard to get in to.
     She had to give a speech, with her being the highest in the class. I would tell you how it was but I fell asleep. Not because it was boring but her voice just relaxes me. Why was it so many fucking people with the last names that started with a 'F' and a 'G'? I wanted them to hurry and get to my baby. Seriously, hurry the fuck up and get to 'H'. Why did they have to do all this extra shit? They're graduating why do they need fucking speeches and pictures with the principal and all this extra shit. Give them their diplomas and let them get on with their lives.

"Nicholas Haan."
"James Hack"
"Amanda Hadi."
"Lindsey Haffer.
"Carl Hales."

All these irrelevant people. Why do all their last names second letter have to be with an 'a'. There's so many last names you can come up with the letter 'H', what the fuck.

"Carter Harris."  All of her family plus her already graduated friends stood up, clapping and hollering at her name and seeing her walk across the stage.

I was like a proud Daddy.

     Thirty minutes later the ceremony had finally ended. Everyone rushed out the building wanting to hug their grads. I don't blame them but they need to chill with the pushing before I hurt someone.

"I'm so proud of my baby." I heard her dad say. Her mom and I nod in agreement. Finally outside we search for our little valedictorian. It was kind of hard to tell with everyone with the same royal blue gowns on.

"MOMMY!" I Hear the voice of an angel, snapping my neck in the other direction. I see her running into her parents arms.

"Oh my baby! I'm so proud of you!" He mom smiles, letting her tears fall. Carter thanks her and wipes her tears away. Her relationship with her parents is the cutest. I stood back, letting everyone have their time with her. I know once she gets to me, I'm not letting her go. That reminds me, I hope she likes her graduation presents.  Looking at her share smiles and laughs with her parents, is something I like seeing. Hopefully one day, if I have kids, they'll be like that with me and my wife.

"Hi handsome." She smiles up at me, pecking my cheek.

"Babyyyy." I wrap my arms around her waist picking her up for a hug. Her laughter filled my ears, making me smile even more.

"I'm so proud of you, babe." I congratulate as I put her to her feet.

"Thank you." She blushed, looking away.

"Is it okay if I steal her for a couple of hours?" I ask her parents. They smile and nod as a yes. I grab her hand leading her to the parking lot of the building.

"I got you something." I broke our silence.

"What is it?" She looked up at me confused. Slowly coming to a halt in front of the matte black car, I smirk at her.

"No..." She gasped.

"Jason you didn't have to get me this." She says shocked. Let's just say I bought her a car. The matte black Audi R8 to be exact. I seen her eyeing this car from her dads car catalog plus it was also in her computer history.