Page 9 of This is Daddy's Ass

We headed to the counter with a few items in hand, and I knew I had a stupid, love-struck smile on my face. The woman behind the register smiled at us. As she scanned the items, I noticed her gaze kept flicking between Daddy and me.

“You two are such a cute couple,” she said, and I felt this thrill of happiness move through me at her words. “I can tell just by looking at you how in love you are.”

My heart fluttered at her words, and I glanced up at Daddy, who gave me a small, knowing smile. There was no need for either of us to say anything. What we shared was something I couldn’t explain, but I felt it in every moment we were together.

“Thank you,” I said, smiling in return.

As we left the shop, I slipped my hand into Daddy’s and he gave it a sweet, reassuring squeeze. I knew, without a doubt, that I’d made the best decision of my life.

We’d have hurdles, obviously, as we navigated this complex relationship, but we’d figure them out together.

Choosing Daddy, and letting go of everything I thought would hold me back—was worth everything and more.

I didn’t care what anyone thought. I had Daddy. He had me. And that’s all we both needed.

As we walked down the street, hand in hand, I knew one thing.

This was exactly who I was meant to be with.

The End.