Daddy's Perfect Match

Chapter 26

Charlotte's Point of View

The next day I wake up early and sneak home again. Daddy tells me that he has to work a little again in the morning but he wants me to go to his house at two for a surprise!
He says I should be prepared to be out until after dinner.
I'm gonna have to explain that to my parents.
I call up my friend Jen and ask her to cover.
"I can't believe little miss goody two shoes has a date! Who is it with"
I'm just not ready to tell her the details. Jen is tall and and lean and independent and I don't think she would respect me anymore if she knew I was dating an older man that I call daddy.
"He doesn't go to our school, I can't talk right now. Thanks for covering for me!"
I text my parents that I'll be out won't Jen until 9 and then I go and get ready.
Daddy says we're going to be in public. Now I have the near impossible task of looking old enough that the two of us won't look illegal together, and looking cute and little for daddy!!
Eek!
I pick a nice blue sun dress that's cute but doesn't scream "I'm a minor dating an older man", a cardigan for the cooler night, and top it off with sparkly flats.
I love how the dress makes me look like a perfect hourglass figure, and the flats make me feel like a perfect little!
I grab my purse and peek out to check for nosy neighbors. When the coast is clear I skip to daddy's.
The door swings open before I even reach it.
"Afternoon darling" James leans in door frame and watches me with a big grin.
"You look good enough to eat"
I blush
He steps out and directs me to the passenger side of his car, his hand resting on my low back.
He opens the door.. The back door!
"Daddy why can't I sit in front with you?"
He runs a hand down my arm and his face crumples into a bit of a frown.
"It's safer this way kitten"
I know he doesn't just mean in the event of a crash. If anyone knew about the two of us it would be a disaster. He could get taken away from me.
I take his broad hand from my shoulder and kiss it, then I get into the back seat.
"I'm sorry baby, you're being a very good girl."
He leans over to click in my seatbelt and for a brief moment his warmth and weight is like the coziest blankie.
He gets in the front and we head onto the road.
"Dada if it's not safe for people to even see us in the car, where are we going?"
"It's a surprise kitten. It's a place no one is going to recognize us"
"Cause we'll be wearing disguises! I want daddy to wear a fake beard"
He chuckles.
"No need pumpkin. We're driving about 45 minutes away. No one their will recognize us."
"Oooh. I still want you to have a beard though."
At the red light daddy turns and looks into my eyes. He seems serious!
"Do you want me to grow out a beard?"
My big girl voice turns on.
"Well obviously! That would be sooooo hot"
He turns back to the road, a half smile on his face, one hand massaging his bare chin.
"I'll think about it sugar."

What do you guys think of daddies with beards?