My Princess III

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by WhoSaysYouPretty

by WhoSaysYouPretty

"Daddy!" Delanie runs to Luke as he walks through the door, dropping his basketball bag to the side.

"Hey princess!" He picks her up and twirls around. "How was the morning of your 6th birthday? You're growing up so fast!"

"It was great! When are we having cake?"

"Tonight, I promise." Luke kisses her nose which makes her giggle. He sets her down and she runs upstairs to her room. Luke sits next to me on the couch and rests his head on my shoulder. "I forgot to get her cake..."

"Oh my gosh, Lukas." I laugh and stand up. "Let's go make one."

"But-"

"Do you wanna see Delanie sad?"

"Fineeee." He stands and we walk to the kitchen. I pull up a recipe for a cake and read out the directions.

"Um... how do we have all of the ingredients?" Luke mentions as he mixes the stuff in a bowl.

"I love to make cakes behind your back." I smile at him.

"Oh, you're evil!" He grabs a fistful of flour and throws it at me. I gasp and glare at him.

I grab the bag, crawl onto the table, and pour it all over him. He screams and drops to his knees.

"My hairrrr! No!"

"Serves you right, mister!"

"Ughhh. While the cake bakes, I'm gonna take a shower." He stands and runs his hand through his white hair.

"Need help?" I ask with a smirk.

"I would, but to be mean, I don't need help."

"Noooo, you're so mean!"

"I know." Luke pecks my lips then walks upstairs. A few minutes later, I hear the shower run.

As I'm frosting the cake, I feel strong arms wrap around my waist from behind. "Hey baby."

"Heyyyy." Luke whispers. "Almost done?"

"One second... finished!" I set my frosted down. Luke twirls me around and kisses me. I kiss back and wrap my arms around his neck as he traces his hands down from my shoulders to my waist.

"Ewwww!" Delanie yells from the door. Luke and I both pull away and laugh at her.

"Trust me, it's normal." I say.

"Still gross! I smell cake! Gimme gimme!" Delanie runs to the table and climbs into a chair.

"Just like your daddy." I say as I place a small slice of cake onto a plate and give it to her. I do the same to Luke then give myself a large piece.

"No fair!" They both yell.

I shrug and kiss both of their foreheads, leaving a small streak of frosting. "I love you guys."

"If you did, you'd give us bigger pieces." Luke states.

I roll my eyes and grin.