I feel a surge of heat rush through me at the sight of her.
Jewel, her name tag reads.
There’s a reason I come here every day, making sure there are no other little boys her age looking at my Jewel. Making sure everyone around here knows who she belongs too.
Even if I’m too old for her, and forty-one is way too old for an eighteen-year old, as I keep reminding myself, I still need to be here. To protect her. To watch over her. To be here just in case.
She’s the light to my darkness, the smile that can give my scowl balance, and more accurately wipe it from my face forever.
I don’t care if she deserves better than me, it’s me she’s going to get. No other is ever going to lay a hand on her. No one will take her from me.
She’s my little Jewel and I’m her Daddy. Forever...