What’s wrong with me? Why am I so dang insecure? If anything ruined our relationship it would be me and my inability to believe I was worth loving.
“Bunny, did I lose you?”
“Sorry Daddy, I was stuck in my rambling brain. Can we have story time now?” Not that I’d sleep through the night without Daddy by my side or my mind working overtime. But at least I’d get to hear his voice for a little while longer.
“Tonight, I’m reading a new story called, When Bunny hopped into his life. Once upon a time, there was a very sad daddy who worked all the time to forget how badly his heart hurt. One day, Daddy’s friend called and invited him out to dinner. Daddy hemmed, and hawed, contemplating if it was worth the effort to get dressed. Finally, in the end he decided to go. He was happy for his friend and looked forward to meeting his friend’s new boy. Then out of the car stepped the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen.”
Was this new story about us?
“This little bunny hopped into this lonely daddy’s life and right into his heart where he’ll stay forever.”
“I’m that bunny, Daddy!”
“Yes, you are, sweetheart and there is nothing and no one who will ever take my bunny away from me.”
Daddy always had the right words to fix my sads.
“I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you too, Bunny, with my whole heart. Sweet dreams, my love. Daddy will be there holding you soon.”
Two more sleeps until that was true.
“Goodnight, Goldie,” I turned off the light on her travel tank. “Daddy said he will be here soon to get us.” Our knight in Daddy armor. That was funny ‘cause Daddy’s last name was Knight.
Jobe checked the messages on his phone and smiled. Must’ve been from his daddy. “Okay, let’s get this last one fitted, then we can do a show for Daddy.”
“With music and dancing?” I missed dancing. Not for yucky men and tips, but just in general. Sure, I danced around the house but mostly for myself. When music played my body had a mind of its own. He-he, that was funny to think.
“Absolutely. The hallway will be your runway, then you’ll stop in front of the living room where he’ll be waiting.” He made a couple of adjustments to the dungaree overall shorts I had on with cute little bunnies and eggs and poofs of grass that were printed all over them.
“These are so cute. I want to buy a pair if I can.”
“Hmm, we’ll see. Okay, Squirt, let’s roll.”
Jobe queued up the app on his phone that was tied in with their Bluetooth sound system and I danced my way down the hall and stopped right where he told me to. As I turned and opened my eyes there sat not one, but two daddies.
“Daddy!” I squealed and launched myself at him. He caught me mid-air and swung me around.
“I missed you so much, Bunny.”
He kissed all over my face and I giggled so hard I almost forgot to breathe. “Me too, Daddy. I didn’t sleep good at all.”
Daddy stood me up and eyed my outfit. “Now this is beyond adorable. Nicely done, Jobe.”
“I’m glad you like it,” Jobe curtsied. “We aim to please at Worthy designs and hope our new Knight Littles Collection does well.”
“Wait, what? That’s Daddy’s last name.”
“It is,” Jobe winked at me. “No one better than a daddy to a little to help curate designs made just for them.”
“What does that mean, exactly?” I was so confused. Did Daddy quit his job and go into business with Jobe? I thought he loved what he did.
“What that means, my love, is not only did you model a new line of little clothing, but you now own a piece of each design.”
“All the clothes I modeled are for me?”
“Well,” Jobe said, “One of each. The second set are submissions for the new line. Hopefully, they like them. I have a presentation to give on Monday, and all your modeling pictures will be on the big screen for them to see while they pick apart the samples.”
