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"I can't have that now, can I?" I brushed his longer hair back from his sweaty brow. "I love you more than anything. Thanks for saying yes."

"Well, Daddy, I didn't have much choice, you said you were going to hold me hostage until I did."

"That's just wrong. I did no such thing!"

"Barricading me in your bedroom wasn't a hostage situation?"

Okay, I'd admit I'd done that. I'd taken him out for ice cream and a movie one afternoon, six months after we'd started dating. When I'd gotten him home, I'd led him to my bedroom, locked the door and presented him the ring I'd purchased him. I'd sworn I was going to puke as I'd waited for his shock to fade so he could answer me. A month later we'd had a very small ceremony in our backyard, just with my mom and a few friends and a dinner that one of my regular caterers made. Ten people and the minister, that's all we'd needed.

"I think the whole hostage thing is going a bit overboard, baby. The door was locked, not barricaded."

"Sure, think what you like, Daddy. But I wasn't leaving that room until you had a yes from me."

"Do you blame me, baby boy? Daddy's perfect boy comes along, and I'm supposed to just let my beautiful man slip through my fingers? Not a damn chance."

"You know you have a habit of being goofy, right?"

"I'm insulted! I was being serious, and you call me goofy. I'm so not feeling the love here." I pouted at him just so I could see the roll of his gorgeous eyes.

Everything about him made me happy, even his serious no-nonsense decorum he had at work, and especially how when he was with me—in our home—he let all that fade away so I could take care of him. I’d pamper him and just take all that weight away that he seemed to carry on his broad shoulders. Everything about him was made specifically for me. He grounded me, but also had a way of letting my natural personality shine through. Neither of us were ever too much for each other.

I was allowed to dote on and spoil him, and I knew that still overwhelmed him from the neglect from his first husband. Mostly we'd repaired the damage he'd caused, but it was a work in progress, and I was happy to do the work. When I worked late for an event, I could come home, shower and curl up around him where he rested peacefully in our bed.

Maybe I hadn't seen myself at almost twenty-nine married to the man of my dreams, but sometimes the best things in life are the things you don’t expect. Like Brian, the man who allowed me to be Daddy and said I gave him the freedom to strip away what the world thought he should be. No one else ever saw the shy darting of glances across a room or the way he secretly smiled over silly gifts I brought him home. Soft, fluffy, stuffed animals for him to cuddle when Daddy had to be away late for work. Crayons and coloring books he swore he was too old for, but still used whenever he was super stressed.

"Daddy, I love you too."

"I'm so glad I kissed you that night behind my mother's house. Who knew a pretty boy hiding in the shadows would make me so happy?"

"I better be the only boy you're kissing." He scowled at me but ruined it when his wide lips pulled into a smile.

"The only and last."

It had taken him some convincing to give me a chance. He didn't think he was an appropriate boy for a man my age, but as I'd told him almost daily, he'd been made just for me. My husband had given me something I'd started to give up on, someone—a boy—to call me Daddy. No one would ever compare to him. I placed my hands on the pillow beside his head and lifted up only to lower my mouth to his.

"No one could ever have a boy as perfect as mine," I told him between tender brushes to his mouth until he was gripping my hips with his thighs and trying to get our mouths closer. "Just like the first time I met you, you should always have this beautiful smile on your face."

Nothing had changed since that quick kiss and nothing ever would, he was mine and I always wanted to be his.

THE END

Siobhan Smile Information

Author Bio:

Siobhan Smile is an author of happily ever after’s with a twist. They feature characters of all sizes, shapes, sexualities, gender identities, and races. Reading a Siobhan Smile book lets you escape for a few hours whether that is to an alien world or a contemporary setting, you'll find something outside the norm. Writing books for Siobhan is more than simply telling a story, it's a way for everyone to see themselves get a HEA.

Author Pronouns: Nonbinary/Gender Nonconforming - They/Them

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