Page 108 of Daddy, Take Me Away

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“I’m still very sorry you got hurt.”

“Poor baby,” I baited.

Laughing, Daddy stood and walked over to the couch I was lounging on. “Poor, poor baby.”

“Yas, so sad.” I stuck out my boo-boo leg for extra emphasis.

“So sad,” he agreed, dropping down on the couch beside me.

Sighing dramatically, I rubbed my leg. “Poor baby.”

He lifted me onto his lap and I looped my arms around him.

“What can Dada do to help his poor baby feel better?”

I pretend to think about it for several seconds. “Three kisses.”

“Oh, three? Wow, it must really hurt to need three magic kisses.”

I nodded. “And ice cream for dinner.”

Snorting, he tickled my belly. “Three kisses and ice cream for dinner?”

“Yas-huh.” My heart beat rapidly in my chest as I waited for his answer.

“Go get your sandals, little girl.”

Giving a shriek of excitement, I hopped off the couch and ran to find my shoes. I couldn’t wait to tell the other Littles that I got to have dessert for dinner.

Elliot

I tapped out a quick text to let the doctor from earlier, Dawson, know I was going to take Tinsley for ice cream, and inviting him and his Little, Hazel to join us. I left out thepart about it being our dinner, not wanting him to think I was a pushover.

After putting Tinsley’s shoes on and checking her diaper, I took her hand and led her to Main Street.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby?

“You having fun?”

“I am having the most fun with you.”

“Didn’t do nuffin’.”

“What do you mean we didn’t do anything?”

“We didn’t do nuffin’ for you.”

“We did lots of things that were fun for me.”

“Like what?” she asked, turning to look up at me.

“We went to the candy shop, I got to take you shopping, and we went to the water park and tubing.”

“But you was Dada all that time.”

“Yes, baby. I was.”

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