Daddy's Girl | l.h. au

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*a week later*

SAMANTHA's POV:

I was finally able to go back to school, my suspension had run its course, and when I had gotten back to school on the last day of the week, I was told by a close friend that Kaitlyn had transferred in fear of being hit again. Ha. Oh well, that meant that I didn't have to deal with her anymore, who cares if she wants to live in fear of me, I thought that it was pretty cool to be feared, I felt like a badass, like I could do anything I wanted and no one would try to stop me because they would be afraid of me getting back at them.

Ha, who am I kidding.

Me, scary? That's like saying Luke's not daddy material. A complete lie.

I was really glad that I went back the day before the weekend, because it meant that I had something to look forward to when I went home: spending an entire weekend with my Lukey. When he came to pick me up at the end of the day, I hopped into the car with a smile on my face, gave him a kiss, and we were off to spend couple-y time together.

Man, he makes my heart flutter.

"So what should we do this weekend?" He glanced over at me.

I shrugged. "What do you feel like doing?"

"Something exciting, we always just sit at home."

"That's because I only want to spend time with you, social interaction is at the very bottom of my bucket list."

He laughed. 

"What?" I smiled.

"You." "He shook his head. "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, always."

"Want to order some pizza?"

"Yes, please, please, please." I turned and stuck out my lip. "Please, daddy."

"We will once we're home, princess."

I smiled more and Luke reached over and laced our fingers together, our hands resting on my thigh, and even though he never took his eyes off of the road, I looked over and saw a huge smile on his face as well, knowing that he was probably smiling at something that he was thinking about. I started to run my thumb over top his in a stroking motion, and he gave my hand a little squeeze of affection, turning onto the street where we lived. I was fortunate to live not so far away from school, it was actually pretty nice because meant that I didn't have to get up as early as some people. When we got home, we went inside and I tossed my bag down in the normal spot where I put it when I got home: right inside the door by the shoes.

"I'll order the pizza." 

Luke kissed my temple and went on into his bedroom to be able to focus on the order, and so I plopped down on the couch and took my sweatshirt off, crossing my legs underneath me and getting comfy. I pulled my phone out and started to nose around on some stuff, and after a few more minutes, I looked over my shoulder and saw Luke leaning up against the bedroom doorway, just staring at me with a smirk.

"What?" I asked.

"It'll be here in twenty minutes." He said.

"Awesome."

He made his way around to me and sat down beside me, resting a hand on my thigh and squeezing, and I locked my phone and put it down beside me because he always got my full attention, it's what he deserved. He pulled me in for a kiss and held my face in one of his hands, the other still resting on my thigh, and I grabbed at the fabric of his shirt, tugging him closer to me and kissing back harder. He slowly pulled away, grabbing my hands and holding them in his lap, and I pouted and looked at him.