He's my Uncle

IV: Nicknames

Madison

I woke up feeling something warm and big gripping my left hand, I was shocked when I saw what it was.

It was Uncle's hand!

I think he didn't notice that I was already awake because he was still gripping my hand like as if it's some kind of a squishy toy. But I wouldn't lie, I really liked it.

He glanced at me and I almost jumped out of my seat, "I didn't know you were awake already." He said, still not letting go of my hand.

I didn't manage to answer because I was so captivated on the fact that our fingers were intertwined, I can literally feel some electricity flowing in our hands.

"Oh, sorry." Uncle hissed as he removed his hand from mine. "I don't know what came inside me and did that."

"I-uh, I actually," My words started messing up. "I actually liked it." I took his hand and intertwined it with mine again.

He glanced at me and smiled, "I'm sorry for how I acted a while ago, especially to your friend."

"He was just a complete stranger." I answered.

"But still, I should've not hurt him." He looked so sorry, and I could see the sincerity in his eyes. "I was just really jealo--"

He cut his words, "You were what?" I asked curiously.

"I was just trying to protect you, I don't want your Dad to blame me for being such a useless Uncle to you." He added.

I chuckled, "Weren't you suppose to say you were jelous?"

"That doesn't matter at all," He glanced at me once again. "It was my fault. If I didn't flirt with that waitress, none of this could've happened."

He finally admitted what he was doing earlier. I felt a sudden pain in my chest.

"But I'm totally regretting what I did. I swear"

"But what was written in the paper she gave you earlier? And where is it?"

He didn't hesitate to answer me, "I don't actually know what's written on it, but it's in my pocket."

I quickly reached for it and looked at it for a second, realizing it was her stupid phone number written on it. There was even a winking face. Disgusting.

I opened the window, "That bitch can swallow this." I let it fly with the wind and closed the window.

We both laughed because of what I did, and now I could feel that the mood finally changed into a good one.

........................

After about an hour of driving, I checked my phone. It was already 2PM, and Uncle said that we'll arrive before 8.

"Are you hungry Babygirl?" He asked. Here we go again with these nicknames.

"A little bit only, Uncle."

"Oh come on, why do you still call me that? Do I look as old as your Dad?" I laughed. He was acting like a 5 year old who didn't get his lollipop.

"Definitely not," I said looking at our hands that are still intertwined. "Then what do you want me to call you?"

"Anything but not that stupid Uncle." He was still focused on the road, but there was a glimpse of emptiness carved on his face.

"Okay, chill out." I placed my right hand on my chin, acting like I'm busy thinking of something. "What about Daddy? That sounds really good." I laughed.

He glared at me and gripped my hand, "Don't you dare call me that, or I'll do something stupid that I'm sure you wouldn't want."

I frowned, "And what is it?"

"Kiss you."

"I bet you can't," I said as I moved my head near his face. "Daddy." I whispered on his ear, making sure my lips touched his earlobe.

I almost fell off my seat when the car swayed and parked on the roadside in just a split second.

As I looked back at him, He was already on top of me. His face was 5 inches away from mine, and I could already feel his heavy breathing.

Within a couple of seconds I felt his lips pressed on mine, and it was the best feeling ever!

My eyes were widely opened but his was closed. I mean, I never thought that my first kiss would turn out like this. And yes, it's my first.

He withdrawed from it and smirked, "I told you I can do it."

"Please do it again, Daddy."

And with that, he didn't hesitate and did exactly what I just said. But this time it was more passionate, and we were already making out. I couldn't determine what was right from wrong, and all I could think of is this moment.

It definitely was my first kiss, or first make out I should say. But I already knew some things that only adult does, and I don't even regret knowing those.

And after 5 minutes of making out, my phone suddenly rang and my Dad's name appeared on the screen.

"Holy shit." I hissed, withdrawing from the kiss.

Damien pinched my waist gently before I answered the call, causing me to giggle.

"Yes Dad?"

["I was going to ask if you ate lunch already? You weren't answering my calls earlier so I'm really worried about my Princess."]

I glanced at Uncle before speaking a word. "Sorry Dad, I fell asleep earlier. And yeah, I ate something that tasted really good here."

["That's good, make sure to call me when you already arrived. I love you."]

"Love you too Dad, take care."

As soon as I hung up, Uncle looked at me with a smirk. "You liked it that much, huh?" He asked.

"It was amazing." I answered, giving him a wide smile.

"So, would you still call me that name?"

"Definitely."

We both just laughed our asses out. He took my hand and intertwined it with his.

........................

Uncle went on a drive thru at Wendy's, and we're both snacking it up right now.

"Say ahh." I said before I put a french fry in his mouth.

"Thanks, Babe." He smiled.

I chuckled, "You're welcome, Uncle."

He frowned instantly and glared at me, "Just call me Damien for Christ's sake."

"Okay, Damien. Don't be mad." I kissed his cheek everytime I'm done putting a fry in his mouth.

........................

"I can't wait to arrive at home and cuddle with you in the bed." He broke the silence.

It's aready 7PM and Damien said we're almost there. I can't wait to finally see his house. If I'm not mistaken, I was only 6 years old when I last visited his place. And I heard he bought a new mansion just recently.

"Do we share a bedroom?" I asked.

"Sometimes, we can. Or whenever you want to."

"Sounds really great."

Our fingers were still intertwining and I swear this is one of the best feelings ever. I could do this with him all day.