Page 74 of Daddy's Pride

The sadness I sensed in her had almost physically hurt me because I wanted to take it away. What did I know about romance or keeping a person when my longest relationships lasted a few years each at most?

“I talked her into having dinner with me and brought her home. Later, she fell asleep while we were watching a movie. Next day, I woke up cuddling her and then she was gone. Her best friend didn't know where she was and her phone was dead, so she had to rush out."

"She hasn't called?"

"No, she's straight. And I don't think extremely handsome Nonbinary people are her type."

"There's the arrogance I love and fostered." He patted my cheek. "Be serious though, honey."

"There's something about her, I don't know what it is. I spotted her earlier in the night. Saw her with one of the regulars who just comes in for several fucks. It’s like a game to see how many he can get before last call. I enjoyed her company. Now don't get me wrong, if she wants to end up in my bed, I won't complain but sex isn't the first thing I thought about."

"Then give her a little more time. If she calls, then great, if not you enjoyed a night with her."

"Yeah. What are your plans for the night?"

"Being extremely sad and lonely until my baby gets home."

"You're pitiful. It's been nineteen years, shouldn't you be a bitter, old married couple by now?"

"Charlotte is the only woman who's ever made me happy, so no, and she gave me a great kid. All I'd ever wanted was a family and she gifted me everything in a beautiful package. I won't say that I didn't wonder in the early months. I'd never been around the Queer community before. I had a bit of a crisis, but it didn't last long. She was perfect for me and extremely patient while I worked through some bullshit in my head. I'm not proud of that, but I'm honest about it."

I was about to say something when I heard the front door open. Dad was instantly on the move. I chuckled as I followed, and found him with Mama already in his arms. All I could do was shake my head. I'd gotten over the discomfort of my very affectionate parents long ago. They made a striking couple; Mama wasn't much shorter than my dad's six-three, and she was a beautiful plus-sized woman. Her platinum locks were a startling contrast to his black, silver-streaked hair, she was pale where his skin had a darker tan.

If anyone saw them at that moment, they'd think my parents had been separated for weeks instead of hours. I may give them shit about it, but they'd raised the bar on what I wanted in a relationship. With the thought of being in a couple, Trinity again formed in my head.

Dad picked Mama up and started carrying her toward the steps, and I cleared my throat. "Child in the room."

"Hi, Rogue, didn't see you there." Mama's words muffled against Dad's lips.

"Shocking."

Dad buried his face in the curve of mama's neck, growling and making her giggle. "Daddy, let me say hi to our kid." Mama didn't fight too hard for Dad to release her.

I groaned at my dad grabbing my mama's ass the second she called him Daddy. There was some shit I didn't need to know about their parents—even in my thirties.

"It's a wonder I didn't need more therapy." I winked at my mama as she pulled away from Dad, but he never took his eyes off his wife.

"My poor traumatized child." She hugged me and I wrapped one of my arms around her waist. "You been behaving? Breaking any ladies' hearts lately?"

"You have such a high opinion of your one and only."

She grabbed my cheeks and pressed a loud kiss to my forehead. "You know I love you. I'd just like to meet a girlfriend at some point."

"I'll do my best to give you a daughter-in-law to torture."

"That's all I ask. Taking a night off from the loud music and adoring femmes?"

"It's a rough life, but I suffer through."

"You spent too much time with your dad in your impressionable years."

"Hey!" Dad and I yelled in unisodn.

She stepped back, and as always ad couldn't resist pulling her back to him. "So sensitive." She shook her head.

"Hank said they met someone."

I glared at Dad as he threw me under the bus.