Brat

Chapter 8

~Jackson's POV~

    She's just the most adorable little thing, and feisty. I can't have someone who's totally submissive, I mean where's the fun in that?
   "Now Charli, do you want to drive home?" She shook her head no. I nodded and pulled out my phone to call my driver.

"Yes sir?"

"Sebastian, could you meet me at 3962 Grove St. for me? I'll meet you there OK?"

"Yes sir." I hung up, and looked down at Charli making little grabby hands at me. I picked her up and made sure all of her belongings were out of the restaurant.

I wonder what her name for me is in her phone.

I texted her a kiss face emoji.
💖Future Daddy💖 texted...

My breath hitched when I saw that she wanted me to be her daddy. I was actwful not to wake her up when I placed her in the front seat. My mouth was full of her dark and curly hair when I buckled her seatbelt.

What I'd give to pull that hair back Intl a ponytail.

I thought to myself. I went around to the drivers side of her car, and began the peaceful ride back. At every stoplight, I took a glance at the sleeping beauty beside me.

~Charli's POV~

   I was peacefully dreaming about playing hide and go get with Daddy. Just when he caught me and was about to get it, I felt myself lurch forwards and hit my forehead on something hard.
   "Ow, what the fuck." I shouted rubbing the spot I hit.

"Damn it, sorry sweetness."

My eyes widened in realization. "You went into your little space after the fight, and being too little drive, here we are as I'm driving you home."

"I WAS IN A FIGHT?"

"Use your inside voice sweetness, and yes you were. With Bianca after I announced that she stole $45 of your hard earned money."

"I'm kicking her ass again when I come back from this vacation." I said crossing my arms with a slight pout on my lips.

"Watch your language, and no you won't, she's not going to be coming back anytime soon. I fired her. Here's the money she stole today." He says handing it to me from his pocket. "And you will be paid another $45 for compensation. It's coming out of her last check."

    The rest of the ride was comfortably silent. We pulled up to my house, and he walked me to the front door.
"Here are your keys and everything." he says. I took them, and turned around to unlock my door. I heard Jackson clear his throat. I continued to try and unlock the door fumbling with the keys. He cleared his throat again. I turned around harshly and said, "What? What do you want?"

he shrugged and replied, "Maybe 'thank you for driving me home and making sure I'm ok' something along the lines of that."

I finally unlocked the door, but in trying to close the door, he put his foot in the way.
   "I mean it Charli. Say thank you." I looked down at my shoes nervously and shuffled them around.

"Thank you, sir for taking me home because I was too little."

"There ya go. My driver is here now. I'll see you soon, bye." My mouth wouldn't let me speak, so I just waved. I kicked my shoes off somewhere, and walked to my room.

Should I call or text him? Neither. He'll think I'm way too clingy. I'll text him anyway.

*hiya*
*hun I'm only on the corner of your street.*
*ik...sorry*
*no no sweetness, its okay*
*um...Why you drive me all the way home*
*cause. I wasn't gonna leave a pretty little girl like you sitting outside all alone.*

He called me pretty.

I had to get myself together.

*umm... I gonna go take a bath. Bye bye.* I flopped onto my bed and hid under the covers. I've got no idea what I'm hiding from, but damn it I'm gonna hide.

   ~Jackson's POV~
Sebastian has been my driver for years. He started as my best friend as a kid, and I couldn't leave him hanging after we grew up and inherited all this. He still called me sir as a formality for some reason.
   
"Jackie, who's the new girl?"

"She works at one of the Starbucks. Nothing more."

"Then why did you drive her home?"

I chuckled a little and said with a smirk, "Hush up, you old demon."

He looked at me in the rearview mirror and winked,

*yeah I had to put my favorite butler in here. please expect more of him 😍😍*