This feels wrong for some reason, but oh well, I’ll play.
Daniel
Seven.
Daddy
This was all you, wasn’t it, princess?
Nuh-uh. I might have suggested it, but Tristan loved the idea.
Daddy
Okay, darling. Just please be safe.
Daddy
Eleven.
Tristan groaned, laying his phone down in defeat.
“Sorry, bestie.”
“No you’re not.” Tristan’s words sounded harsh, but the smirk on his face assured me he wasn’t actually upset.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “No, I’m not. Driving sucks. I am sorry you lost, though. I’ll drive on the way back.”
“Thanks, Ellie!” Tristan’s body relaxed, and he gave me a quick hug before heading off to grab his car keys.
Tristan grabbed his car keys as I texted the Daddies.
Tristan lost, so he’s driving there, and I’ll drive on the way back. See you later!
Both Daddies replied with messages to drive safely and enjoy our lunch. We both texted back, promising to be safe, and got ready to go.
We arrived just in time. Zeke’s empty car was parked out front, so we immediately got out to join him. When we entered the café, we both took in a deep breath. This café always smelled wonderful. They had freshly baked bread and pastries, as well as coffee, various soups, and salads. It was delicious.
We looked around for Zeke and saw him waving at us from one of the tables in the far back. When my gaze met his, his face lit up, and he stood to join us.
“Tristan! Ellie!”
Zeke greeted us with open arms, and Tristan was the first to accept. Tristan smashed into Zeke and hugged him, making both of them giggle from the impact.
When it was my turn, I was a bit more reserved with my excitement, but not by much. Zeke embraced me with a quick, warm hug before we joined the line to order. After we were all done ordering our food and drinks, we took a seat at the table Zeke had been sitting at when we arrived.
All three of us were practically vibrating in our seats as we sipped our sugar—I mean coffee. Zeke was the first one to force their mouth from their straw to speak.
“Okay, spill. I need all the details like, right now.”
Both Tristan and I giggled around our straws. Once our laughter had died down, I was excited to tell our friend how we met our Daddies. “I think Tristan should go first. It would be more confusing if I told you my story first.”
Tristan set his coffee down and launched into the story of how he met his Daddy. It’d only been a little over a month since the craft fair. I couldn’t believe how much our lives had changed since then.
“Oh wow, Tristan, that’s amazing! He sounds like an awesome Daddy.” I suddenly found myself thankful that we’d chosen a secluded table in the back. Since it was a weekday, it wasn’t very crowded, so thankfully, we didn’t run the risk of being overheard.
“He’s the best.” Tristan’s face looked utterly blissful as he thought about his Daddy.
Zeke turned to me, his eyes burning with a level of excitement and curiosity that was almost scary. “Now you, Ellie! Tell me about this new Daddy of yours.”
