Apparently i was too busy my walk down memory lane that i didn’t hear the front door open or the body in my doorway. I felt her eyes on me, it snapped me out of my trance. I get up and walk towards the door.

" how long have you been standing there, looking at me?" i asked.

She replies"Hi to you too Spence."

"Oh. Sorry Ash. Hey, thanks for coming." I grab her waist and pull her into a kiss catching her off guard but by the time she was able to react i pulled away.  I’m glad i can still do that. Even though I’m not supposed to. "So how long were you standing there?"

"Um… umm" she still was in shock.

" Cat got you tongue?" i grin mischievously.

"Haha no more like Spencer." she laughs. "Nice way to get a girl started….. I was standing there for a few minutes. Admiring you as usual."

"Oh great. Awesome." i say sarcastically. " Are you hungry? For food? As u know im not on the menu today."

"Well i guess now that you mention that. I am hungry for you but i guess i can settle for food."

"Whatever. Lets go. My dad is cooking something good for us." I grab her hand and drag her towards the aroma coming from downstairs.

"You know i have feet to walk on? You didn’t drag me down here." she walks over to the table sitting

"Sorry but i was hungrier than those hippos." i said smiling know that she would laugh. I take a seat at the dining room table.

"Wow Spence when did you become so lame? It’s sad." she laughs. "I told you that those girls were a bad influence on you. Unlike me." She puts the cheesiest smile on now.

"Oh shut up, you’re THE worst."i say trying to be as serious as possible.

"That was not what you were saying all those times- Hi, Mr. C, the food smells good." She shoots a we’ll talk about this later look at me, which doesnt exactly mean talk.

"Hey Ashley." My dad enters the dining room with a two plates full of pasta. My favorite."Here you go you two." he neatly places one in from of Ashley and then one in front of me.

"Dad you’re the best. You have the whole package."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You’re a dad. Mentor. Psychologist. Chef Extraordinaire. Loving husband. Caring father." I list all these things and replace them with one word in my mind…. Slave. just joking. He starts to smile and appreantly its contagious because so is Ashley. And she doing her cute nose wrinkle. God make her stop.

"I never knew you thought so highly of me." he rubs his eye not allowing the only tear they produced fall.

I grab his hand and squeeze tight. "You’re my favorite dad, dad, of course i put you on a higher pedastool." 

He laughs, "I’m your only dad, unless there’s something that paula isnt telling me." he wink before getting up. "The kids get out of school soon."

"Really?" Ashley is wide-eyed now. I kinda forgot she was here for a second. Since me and my dad were having a moment.  She goobles down the last of her food. "Can i, well we pick them up Mr. C?"

He turns and says "Sure. Just leave dad here with the dishes."

"Thanks."

"Do I even get a say in this?" I am on my second plate and feeling a little fat. I am, well soon to be was hungry.

"Nope." they yelled in unison.

 "Get over it I love her more." a smug grin creeps up on her face.