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He had to force himself to take a deep breath. She had that right. He couldn’t demand she talk about it, even if he really wanted to know. So, if she wouldn’t talk about it, then he’d just have to make her forget about it for a while.
“That’s alright,” he murmured. “I’ll be here when you’re ready.” She smiled weakly, her eyes still trained on the floor. “How was your day? Did you have classes today?”
Her face flushed red. “I, um. Well…”
“What?”
“I skipped,” she blurted. “I wasn’t in the mood to go. So I faked being sick and called in to work, and skipped my classes for the day.”
He just stared at her. She must’ve been really upset, and that made him feel even worse. Because while he was being a dickhead to everyone, including himself, she was suffering. He should’ve put his own feelings aside and made sure she was okay. He should’ve taken better care of her.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he said softly. She peeked up at him from under her lashes.
“You’re not mad at me?”
“Of course not.” He ran his hand over her back again and again, hoping it soothed her. “I don’t like that you skipped, but I understand you were upset about something. You can’t make a habit of it, though.” He added the last bit with a firmer voice and felt her shiver against him.
“Yes, Daddy.”
He sucked in a sharp breath. It was the first time he’d heard her say that to him. She’d said it over text, but he hadn’t heard it come from her sweet voice, and fuck, it did something to him.
“Oh, no. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that?—”
“Why?” he interrupted, and her mouth closed then opened again, but no sound came out.
“You—you don’t mind?”
“Baby, we agreed to this. I’m Daddy, you're my pretty little girl. You still want that, don’t you?” She bobbed her head slowly. “I’ve done some thinking.”
“Oh, no. That can’t be good. Did you hurt yourself?” She tapped his head as she inspected it, like she was looking for damage.
“Brat.” He dug his thick fingers into her sides, tickling her, and she squealed.
“Mercy!” she cried, and he immediately stopped, but still held her close.
“I want you to know that I’m all in. I don’t want to go slow anymore. I don’t want to be cautious. These last couple days not talking to you has driven me insane, and it made me realize how much I really want you. I know we already said we wanted to do this, and that eventually we could have something more, but I want that now and I don’t want to wait.”
She stared up at him, and he braced himself for her to tell him to get lost. To tell him she didn’t want anything serious with him. Instead, she threw her arms around his thick neck, burying her face in it.
“I want that too,” she whispered.
“Yeah?” He wrapped his arms tightly around her, hugging her to his chest.
“I never wanted to move slow.” He smiled to himself. Yeah, she wasn’t a patient person. Not a cautious one, either. But he was. He liked doing things the right way, and oftentimes, the right way meant doing it slowly. To make sure he didn’t make any mistakes.
But being with Abbie wasn’t a mistake. He knew that in his soul. He wanted her.
“So,” she pulled away, and he reluctantly let her, “if you introduce me to someone, who do you say I am?”
“I say this is my naughty little girl, Abbie,” he said seriously, and she swatted his chest. “No hitting.”
“I’m serious,” she groaned. “Do I call you my friend? My boyfriend? What?”
“Call me whatever you want, pretty girl.”
She groaned, dropping her head back. He’d never had to officially ask Mandy out, or any of his girlfriends before her. They’d just known they were together. They’d never had this talk.
“Yes, I’m your boyfriend,” he said, and her breath caught as she looked back at him. “And you’re my girlfriend. Is that okay?”
