Billionaire Daddy and Nanny 2(150)

I joined a gym in my teens, finding that exercise helped me immensely during my bad times. Perry found the best one in that case as well. He always took such good care of me. He did everything that my parents would and more, slowly showing me that he was there for me until the end. There would always be a part of me that feared him dying or leaving me, but Perry took the time to prove to me that he had no intentions of that.

I was secure to the fact that he cared for me, though I wish that it was in the same manner that I wanted him.



Perry



I watched quietly as Caroline left for school, finishing my coffee. I thought back to the night before when I’d met a woman who offered me a night with no strings after I’d drunk a few beers. She was attractive enough with blonde hair and a hot little body, but I was tired from a long day at the office and just wanted to be home. This was the place that I felt the most secure and comfortable, loving the relationship that I had with Caroline. I knew when she was a baby that she was going to wrap me around her little finger and she did, breaking my heart when I had to tell her that her parents were dead. Her eyes filled with tears, and I pulled the girl that still seemed so small in my arms, even though she was well on the way into growing into a woman.

Even if I weren't the caregiver, I’d have fought for her. I knew her parents well and what they wanted for her. I offered for her to move in as soon as it felt appropriate and she told me that she would no matter what the will said. Her parents, Brandon and Mila Jameson weren’t close to any of their family because of dysfunction and they kept their daughter away from all of that.

I smiled as I thought of my best friend. Brandon was focused and driven since the moment that I met him and he got through school with honors, at which point we collaborated in the architecture firm together with money from our trust funds. Luckily, we did well from the get-go, and our money stayed in the investment accounts, and we could add more as the success just grew.

I slowly saved enough to first buy a condo near the office and then I had this house built. I never expected it to be Caroline’s home, but I was glad that it was when the accident happened. The house always brought me peace and it seemed to do the same for her as she got through the hard months following the loss of her parents. I didn’t hover with Caroline because I knew that she was a strong girl deep inside as well as the fact that I didn’t want to bother her. I made it clear that I was always there for her and did the best I could, wishing that I was married so she would have something of a mother in her life. It just never happened, not with my working as much as I did once I had to replace Brandon. He was a hard worker, and we just knew each other so well, and I made it my life’s work to keep the company doing as well as it always had. I was around for Caroline as far as having dinner together and seeing what she needed as far as help with school, but once that was done I would often be up late working from home.

I never had to worry about her in school too much. Caroline was brilliant and was always in honor classes from middle school and on. She was a teacher’s favorite every single year and a good friend to her small group of people that stayed together all through high school and college. They were all rather introverted people and kept to themselves, not partying too much or causing any trouble.

I was surprised in Caroline’s senior year when she brought home a guy that could only be described as your textbook bad boy. He was tall and careless in nature with tattoos covering the skin of his arms. We had a few dinners together, and it was evident that he wasn’t a smart guy like she was as well as older than she was by more than a couple of years. He wasn’t her type, and I sensed that she was not all that into him despite his handful of appearances at the house.

I expressed my concern about her dating such a guy and she stared at me with an unreadable gaze before disappearing to her room. Soon after that, the guy didn’t come around any longer. Did she dump him because of what I said or did something happen between them? The idea of him hurting her made my blood boil, but she merely told me that it didn’t work out when I asked a couple of weeks after not seeing him. Nothing more and nothing less.

I was glad not to see her in his presence. I didn’t know what guy would make me happy when it came to Caroline like any father figure might think. I stepped into Brandon’s shoes as best as I knew how and tried to see things as he and Mila would. They were such a close family and while I couldn’t replicate that, I tried to be constant for her.

Caroline met a few of the women I dated for longer than a few months, getting closer to some, more than others. She seemed to like to have another female to cook with, talk with and just be a girl with. I couldn’t offer that.