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“Yeah, it is,” he admitted quietly. “Is that okay?”
“Yes. Yes. It’s honestly…it’s something I’ve been kind of hoping for, I think since the first time we talked. But I know it’s unreasonable. I know… I know it’s your job,” she stuttered.
“It is. And it isn’t. Not with you.”
“Oh…”
She didn’t know what else to say. And she wasn’t sure if she was understanding what he was telling her.
“Daddy?” she said, hearing in her own voice that the uncertainty was sending her into Little space.
“Yes, honey?”
“Do you mean…? I guess I don’t know exactly what you mean.”
He let out a wry chuckle. “Maybe I don’t, either. Not yet. But I’m trying to figure it out. I just know I haven’t felt so connected to anyone in a very long time.”
“Me, too.”
“That makes me really happy, Frankie. I just have to figure out what that means for us. And I will. But for now, I just want to enjoy you, for us to enjoy each other. Is that okay with you?”
Her heart was racing, and some of it was happiness and excitement, and some of it was nerves and worry. She bit her lip, trying to figure out what to say.
“Frankie? You okay?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m okay.”
“Do you want sexy times tonight? Or just to talk?”
“Maybe just talk? ‘Cause I’m pretty tired. I didn’t like working today.”
“Of course, sweetie. I love talking with you. I’m so sorry you had to work on a weekend. That’s not fair, is it?”
“It’s not! And ugh! I kinda hate my job lately. Well, not just lately.” She let out a big sigh.
“Tell me, if you were able to do anything in the world for work, what would it be?”
“Anything? Like, even not reality?”
“You mean like going to an alien planet to be their queen? Sure. Anything.”
That made her giggle, and giggling always made her feel better.
“Well, I wanna open a bakery. I took classes in France ’n everything! But my family…you know.”
“Yeah, it sounds like they were pretty insistent about you working at the law firm.”
“Yeah,” she said with a sigh. “And I really, really love to bake, but I never have any time.”
“What about tomorrow?” he asked.
“You mean bake tomorrow?”
“Yeah. Why not? It’s Sunday. Do you have to do any work?”
“Nope. I finished. But I don’t even have any flour or anything.”
“What if I sent you some?”
