“Daddy?” Naomi calls and knocks on the door.
Mae yelps and dives under the covers.
I hop out of bed and grab a pillow before answering the door. The last thing I need to do is scar my daughter.
I peek my head around the door and look down at her.
She frowns. “What are you doing?”
“Uh, nothing, just getting dressed. Give me a minute. I have a surprise for you.”
She perks up at that.
“Go to the living room. I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Fine,” she says, dragging the word out, and spins around.
I close the door, and Mae peeks out from under the covers.
“That was close,” she says, her voice muffled.
I chuckle and throw the pillow.
“That looks like a problem,” she says, pointing at my crotch and licking her lips.
“Thatis not helping,” I say, pointing at her.
“Sorry!” she whispers.
I fish out a fresh pair of jeans and pull a t-shirt over my head.
“Cooper?”
“Hmm?” I say, pulling socks on.
“I don’t have any … appropriate clothes.”
“Your PJs are fine, unless your boobs are hanging out. I never did get to see what was under that sweatshirt of yours.”
She drops the covers and sits up. She’s wearing a tiny little tank top and her hard nipples poke through.
My teeth grab my lower lip, muffling my groan. “I missed out,” I sigh, tossing her a shirt while I take deep breaths, willing my body to cooperate.
“Thank you,” she squeaks, and pulls it over her head.
“I’ll go out and then you come out after me.”
“I have to go to the bathroom,” she says.
“Good idea,” I say and pad into the living room.
She’s sitting on the sofa watching cartoons, and I lean over, kissing the top of her head. “Good morning, princess.”
“Morning, Daddy. What’s my surprise?” she asks.
Mae comes out of the hall, and I glance at her.
Naomi turns around, and her whole face lights up. “Mae! You got me the flowers!” she says.
