27. Wren

Daddy Wilson: I think Caffrey needs you to come over tonight.

Me: You said that yesterday.

Daddy Wilson: I am not above using your love for my dog as an excuse to get to see my girl.

Me: At this rate I might as well be living there. I haven’t spent a night at home in over a week.

Daddy Wilson: I am not opposed to the idea. And we both know Caffrey would love it.

Me: We have to tell people before we can even joke about that.

Daddy Wilson: In a few weeks, that won’t be an issue anymore.

Me: And here I was thinking that in a few weeks, it’s going to be a major issue.

Me: I know, I know, you’re rolling your eyes at me.

Daddy Wilson: You know me so well. And since you haven’t said no, I’ll order dinner.

Me: Yes, please. Don’t cook.

Daddy Wilson: You never used to give me so much shit about my cooking.

Me: Because back then, eating at your place was one of only a few ways I could see you. Now I get to do that without choking down bad food.

Daddy Wilson: Don’t sass me, baby girl.

Me: What if I like the punishment?

Daddy Wilson: You’re going to kill me.