Daddy Calls

five

Chapter 5.
Harry's point of view 
(sexual warning)

I watched as she slipped passed me into my bedroom. I kept an eye on her until the bathroom door shut and the sound of water rung in my ears. I let my arms cross over my chest as I made my way down the stairs slowly.

My children were sitting on the couch when I entered the lounge room. They didn't even notice my appearance, because their eyes were glued to the stupid show playing.

If only my children understood how much of a fucking ass their mother is. Madison is one of the cruellest, selfish, and most argent people I've ever met. I don't understand how we ended up this way, why I let it happen.

I still remember that day we met, and how much fun we had together. I knew last night was going to end in screams, since we left the house and got to the dinner all she did was complain. When we got to the hotel, she didn't even look at me, didn't touch me. She never does. She ignores me, she doesn't kiss me like we used to. She doesn't fuck like we used to. She just doesn't love me like she used to.

I knew what was happening. My wife does not love me anymore. I couldn't stand to be with her for the trip so I left her. I just took a cab all the way back home, I left her the car. She can figure out what she wants to do.

Madison is stunning though I'll tell you that, she is so beautiful. She had these amazing eyes that sparkle even when she is upset. She has angles smile and the prettiest laugh. I wish she would laugh again; I miss that laugh. Ella's laugh is adorable too.

I frowned at my own thoughts for a second. Ella? Why would I be thinking about Ella. I guess she's a sweat girl, she's helped a lot. She sees what I do too when she looks at Mads. She looks uncomfortable every time Madison walks into the room, her back slouches and her eyes look everywhere but into her.

Last night was different. She showed me a side that I don't normally get to see. She showed me her mature side, I've always just seen her as a child. Especially when she is playing with Sydney and Conner, colouring with them and reading childish stories. But that isn't childish, that's being a role model, being a caring person.

Ella is honestly really fucking sexy. Last night I just wanted to grab her and kiss her. But she's so young, too young. But I miss having that kind of affection because I never get that anymore.

Ella is seventeen, she's a young...adult. I mean she's almost eighteen, isn't she? so that counts, in my mind it counts. Last night I could feel the tension between us, I could've cut it with a knife, that's how much I felt it. I wanted to kiss her and I can tell she wanted to kiss love me too.

Fuck it.

I quickly turned back up the stairs and walked into my room. It was cold in my room, the large windows bringing cold air in. I slowly approached the bathroom door, stopping and stepping back a little.

This is stupid. I can't honestly think that I should kiss this girl. I am the grown up here I should be thinking straight, I should be responsible. I looked at the door for a while, hearing her hums coming from being it. She sounded so peaceful.

I heard the water come to a stop. The sound of her singing became clearer to my ears. I was craving to kiss this girl, I needed to kiss this girl. Seventeen years difference Harry.

Carefully I moved the door handle to see if it would budge. To my surprise it did, but I couldn't help but think she did it on purpose. The first thing I noticed was her reflection in the mirror. She noticed me.

I opened the door completely and looked at her. She was naked, her towel was on the floor and she was venerable. She tried to cover herself up but failed. I didn't make it obviously I was staring at her whole body, I wanted her to know I was staring into her eyes, she didn't turn around to face me, she was confused and nervous.