I paid a virgin

Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Oh my goodness I never thought father and daughter moment can bring you a lot of trouble. The noises the two are making are chipping my patience in the early morning, both are giving me headache. They continue to argue who is suppose to eat the biggest bacon and pancake when there are five more in the plate. The annoying partwas Trench leveling up with Myles's age, bickering like he was biggest therefore he should have the biggest piece, and laugh like a mad guy. That left Myles frowning and whined at me to help defeat her childish dad.

"Give it a rest you mean meat," I scolded Trench. He might be my man but when it comes to my daughter she always win in my heart. 

He gave me a bewildered expression. I can literally hear the playful protest sparking in his glinting eyes. The obviousness of why he was whiney was just making sure his presence was still felt in our daughter's eyes. "The little munchkins won again," he sighed in exaggeration, but gave me a wink when Myles was busy celebrating her victory. 

"See, mommy will always pick Myles not daddy," she boasted smugly. Trench's eyes were rolling twice when he stop because his daughter's next word, "And mommy, daddy agrees! We are going to see the princesses!"

I tilted my head to the side to give him a questioning look. "You did?"

"Well ya," oh boy he is totally clueless what he had agreed to.

"Do you know where to see the princesses?" I pried.

By his swallowing, I know he didn't know. "Uh..." poor guy he looks helpless and defeated. Where is the intimidating and powerful Trench I saw days ago? He was oozing with complete confidence and authority, I was afraid to interact and even face him. There was an untouchable aura that radiates in the way he stare and stand.

But now look at him, he is struggling. 

"You agreed,  don't forget that," I told him before facing my daughter, "so we are going to Disney World!" Trench's eyes bulged in surprise, his mouth formed into O. 

"Tomorrow!" Myles's screamed. "I can't wait to tell Deedee!" 

"Yay," Trench's forced cheer wasn't noted by Myles's who was shoveling crispy bacon in her tiny mouth. Her cheeks manages a full beam while chewing her food. She must be really euphoric waking up this morning to find her daddy beside her, and granted her wish.

I felt a warm hand landed near where my sensitive spot is. For crying out loud, our daughter is in front of us, why is he so touchy. Trust me, I would definitely love him touching but are not in a proper place. Besides little munchkins is here watching us. I pried his hold on my thigh but he isn't letting go, instead he traces small whirpool nearer and ne-

I clamp my right leg over my right to force him to stop  his torturous devilish fingers. There's no way  he's touching me right here right now on that spot. He sighed at my action but removed his hand, pouting that I stopped him doing something inappropriate. 

"Why don't you wash while I take this adorable little girl upstairs for her bath," I ordered him. 

He gave me that I-don't-wash-plates-look which causes me to mutter of spoiled brat. "Hey," he grumbled. 

"Well prove it Mr. because trust me, I will not be that woman in the house doing every household work while you sit in front of the television bulking your tummy with pizza and coke."

"This is maid's work," he whined.

"I need you to learn how to somehow do household choirs. I am not letting Myles grow up with the idea of golden spoon in her grasp, Trench. She needs to see and learn simple jobs she can contribute to help," I continued to lecture while beckoning Myles to stop her filing her tiny plate on top my mines. Her grandmother taught her that, but let her daddy do the job too.