Worth It (Damie)

Part 13

A/N: This is a very Daddy Dornan centered chapter. I would say mainly the first half, but I think the second half you'll agree is a different "daddy" LOL! Also, yeah, that second half is really NSFW...I know you'll enjoy it though ;) thank you for your love and support! I'm overwhelmed in the best way!

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I'm putting icing on the last few cupcakes in the kitchen as the girls play in the living room. Baking had been my best attempt at a distraction, because everything I did and said seemed to be an issue for them. They started off mad when they discovered Dakota didn't come with me this time, which tore up my heart, but I couldn't push any unnecessary ripples when we were dancing along the line of freedom.

Naturally the girls argued over what flavor batter to use, what color icing, and who got to do what job. So much for a mood booster. I hate seeing them like this, and having to be alone with them when they're fussy is hard.

"Give it back!" Dulcie yells, breaking me of my decorating reverie.

"Hey," I say sternly and they both look up. "What's the problem now?"

"She took my playing piece."

They had a Moana board game spread on the floor that they brought with them.

"Can you please be a different character this round?"

She crosses her arms. "I'm always Hei Hei."

"Hei Hei," my youngest coos.

"Why are we arguing about everything?" I ask. "Is something wrong you need to tell Daddy about?"

"She always takes my stuff!"

"Sweetheart, she's little. She's learning."

"You and Mummy say that all the time."

"Because it's true," I reply. "She doesn't know the difference in yours and hers. She wants to play with her big sister, and you won't let her."

"I don't want to be a big sister." She turns her back to me and throws a piece of the game across the room.

"Excuse me," I raise my voice. "First of all, we don't throw things. You know better. Second of all, you don't give Daddy the cold shoulder."

She ignores me as the little one keeps repeating Hei Hei over and over. I set down the cupcake I'm working on and head into the living room. I sit on the couch and snap my finger.

"Look at me please."

It takes her a minute, but Dulcie finally turns.

"We can handle this one of two ways. You either pick up the piece you threw and play with your sister, letting her be whatever character she wants then we can have dessert. Or you forfeit everything and go to bed now. Your choice."

She huffs. "Fine."

"What's it gonna be?"

"I'll play."

"Good," I say. "Thank you. Come here first."

She reluctantly stands and moves in front of me. I pull her in and kiss her hair. She giggles when I tickle her sides, rubbing my beard against her neck.

"I love you," I tell her. "And I don't like to see you upset. We don't spend a lot of time together, so I want us to have fun when we do. Sound like a plan?"

"Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry. I love you too."

"Okay, baby girl. I'll finish our cupcakes while you guys play a quick round."