“You got it.”
When we sat down to eat I found Kali’s feet playing under the table with mine. She was very needy this trip especially for touch. I had to alter my mind to think of this touch in just a pure loving way instead of anything else.
“Dad, how come you never moved out East to be closer to me?” She asked pretty seriously.
“Well, I guess my job is here and I wasn’t sure if I could find one in New York. Also all my friends live here.”
Kali played with her food on the plate by using the fork to push her cut up pancake around.
“So is that more important to you than being near me?”
“What! Baby, you know I love you.”
“Then how come I only see you once a year?”
“That’s how your mom made it happen.”
“But you could have come out after us.”
“Maybe, but it wouldn’t have been easy. Plus there were still legal amounts of time I could spend with you.”
“Mom’s new family with Scott and their two new kids dwarf everything. I feel like a shadow or a spider on the wall watching.”
Kali’s words made my stomach clench with sadness. I scooted my chair next to hers and reached over to place an arm around her shoulder and pulled her into a tight embrace with her head buried in my chest.
“I’m sorry, baby. You’re anything but that to me. I wish I could spend more time with you. Maybe you can come out here for college.”
Kali looked up with tears in her eyes. A small smile broke through.
“Really! Could I come here?”
“Of course you can. Where you go is up to you. And you already know that I’m paying for it. It’s not up to your mother.”
Kali stood up and plopped her butt into my lap and draped her arms around my neck.
“You mean that? Can I really?”
“Baby, of course,” I said and wrapped my hands around her waist to keep her from sliding off my lap.
She was surprisingly light still. But I guess my 6′ and 180 pounds is nearly double her 5’3″ and around 100 pounds. Kali rested her head on my shoulder and breathed slowly into my ear. I think she just enjoyed being held by her father.
Eventually we got up, cleaned the dishes and went out to the living room. Kali did her morning yoga routine and I read. I tried to keep my eyes from staring at her butt while she did puppy dog poses and cat cows. She got on her back and did happy baby and I found it hard not to look at her camel toe. Those pants were tight. I see why her mom didn’t like them, I however, did like them.
“Dad, do you want to join me?”
I looked down at my daughter who was on all four. I could clearly see down her shirt at her youthful breasts. I tried to keep my eyes up, but the cleavage was so enticing.
“No, it’s fine. I’m going to keep reading.”
“We could do some acro yoga?”
Oh man, and then I’d be having my daughter’s tight body all over mine as I man-handled her. I knew I needed to skip that.
“Maybe another time.”
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Later that evening, after dinner, Kali is sitting with me on the couch.
“Dad, umm” she slowly pushed her foot around as she gathered her words. “I feel like I need to talk to someone about something.”
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