The next morning I wake up to the wonderful smell of pancakes.
"Beatrice wake your ass up." I tell her groggily.
She lifts her head and I walk to the door.
I haven't smelled that in a while and it bring me back to a better time.
"DADDY!" I yelled, running into his room, trying to escape the nanny my mother had sent to me.
I hopped in his bed and land on his stomach.
"Jesus Christ Lizzy." He chuckled sitting up.
"Um, Sir, your wife has told me to get Eliza ready for her activities."
"Daddy. I don't want to go." I sniffled.
He sighed, looking down at me. "Fine. You won't go today."
"Yay!" I cheered with joy.
"But Sir-"
Dad, held up his hand and the nanny stopped.
"That is all." He commanded.
She nodded. "Yes, Sir."
When she left I started laughing.
"Daddy that was awesome!"
He smiled down on me. He grabbed my sides and tickled me. I immediately started laughing and he pinned me to the giant bed.
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"Daddy stop! Stop, that tickles!" I laughed.
He didn't he continued tickling me and I laughed uncontrollably.
"Daddy stop I can't breath." I told him.
He slowly stopped tickling me and kissed my cheek.
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"Daddy, stop it! You give wet kisses."
He chuckled, then gave me a super wet kiss.
I smiled.
"You have the cutest dimples." He told me.
I blushed. "Thank you daddy."
"You get them from your mother."
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Another Cliché Love Story
Roman pour AdolescentsHi, I'm Eliza. Looking back I probably should have left him alone. We went to school together all our lives, but I doubt he knew who I was. First red flag. Of course I knew him. The entire school knew him. Second red flag. He was hiding something. S...
