“You’re letting me sleep in your bed tonight, Daddy?”
“This isn’t my bed anymore, little girl. This is our bed now,” he replied decisively, and I hummed contentedly at just how firmly he’d said those words.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered as his arm circled around me. He pulled my body close and I sighed with sheer happiness.
“Daddy?” I whispered hesitantly.
“What is it, little girl?” he answered gently.
“I love you, Daddy,” I said, unable to hide the way my voice trembled as the words left my mouth.
“I love you too, little girl. I have since the moment you walked in my door and blushed for me for the very first time,” he replied. His arms squeezed even more tightly around me. I didn’t know what to say, but really, I didn’t need to say anything at all. Right here in his arms, everything was perfect. He was my daddy, and I was his little girl.
The End