Oh my God…my idea was working.
I felt like I wanted to cry again, but not because I was sad, because I was getting a paternity test that was going to save my daughter and keep her with me forever.
“So that’s it?”
“I will text you what time you need to come in. Have the uncle go with you.” I didn’t care about her shortness. I was elated.
I don’t know why, but I stood up and hugged Heather. “I know I was an asshole to you for a really long time and I’m sorry for that. Thank you for this Heather. Thank you for saving my little girl.”
She pushed me away and walked me down to the front door. “Have the money ready and I will call you with a time to go in. Oh, and Ty….”
“Yeah?”
“You look good, maybe even hotter than I remember.” She threw me what I think was supposed to be a sexy smile.
It didn’t matter what she said. All I wanted to do was get to my wife. I practically ran out of there, just trying to get home to Miranda to tell her the news. It was already dark outside and I knew she was already starting to worry. I hadn’t called her at all.
My drive home was fast and when I got in the door, the first thing I did was hug Miranda and tell her it was going to be okay. I couldn’t tell her who was helping us, but to me, it didn’t matter. Izzy was the important factor and everything was going to work out.
I knew she wouldn’t approve, God she would have just gotten her pregnant self in a tizzy. We were already too worried, I couldn’t have her going into early labor over all of this. I just wanted this whole ordeal to be done and over with.
Izzy came running out of her room. “Daddy, where did you go? You didn’t eat dinner with us.”
I picked her up and carried her to the kitchen. She was really getting to be heavy. “Did you save me something? Daddy is really hungry.”
She nodded her head. “It’s in the microwave.”
“Tell you what kiddo, why don’t you go get your pajamas and meet me in the bathroom. I’ll be there in a minute.”
She hugged me one more time before heading toward her bedroom. “Hurry up!”
I looked out into the living room to see Miranda curled up on the couch. She was reading one of her baby books, but it was sitting in her lap and she was intently looking right at me. A smile started on one corner of her lips. I flashed her a full one back. “Love you.”
“I love you too.”
I let my food cook in the microwave and walked over to my wife. Once I got down on my knees, I grabbed her hands in mine. “So much, Miranda. I love you so much.”
She removed one of her hands and ran it over my face. “Are you okay? You seem, I don’t know…weird?”
“This weeks just been rough on me. It’s all going to get better now, in fact it’s going to go away forever, Baby. I promise.”
She ran her hands through my hair as I reached up to kiss her. The food was beeping and I could hear Izzy calling me from her bathroom.
Miranda started to get up. “I can get her bath goin’, Babe.”
“No, no, I can do it. I will be right back. Just stay right where you are.” I ran back and saw my daughter standing bare ass naked with her hands on her hips.
“Iz, little girls don’t stand around naked.”
“Well, you told me to wait in the bathroom, Daddy.”
I shook my head and laughed at her. “Do you want Uncle Conner to see your hiney?”
She giggled. “No way!”
“Well then you need to not walk around with no clothes on. Boys aren’t supposed to see your girl parts.” I checked the temperature of the water before lifting her into the tub.
She swished the water around and looked up at me. “Daddy, you look at Mommy’s girl parts. I saw you do it before.”
I was a pretty tan guy, but I actually felt the color of my face changing to a bright red. I cleared my throat and sat the seat down on the toilet, so I could think about what to say. “Iz, Mommy and I are adults and we are married. When you get to be a grown up and you fall in love…….” Oh shit! I was fucking this all up.
I walked out into the hallway. “Miranda, can you come in here? I need you.”
She met me in the hallway. “What’s wrong?”
I got close enough, so that our daughter couldn’t hear us. “I was trying to explain to Iz that she shouldn’t walk around naked and that she needed to cover her girl parts. She wants to know why I like to look at you when you’re naked.”
Miranda covered her mouth to contain her laughter. “So, what did you tell her?”
“I started to say something, but I think it’s a mom kind of conversation, don’t you?”