Epilogue

An infinite universe rewards those who do not fear its vastness.

“Cheryl, what’s taking so long? Do you really want to be late to your best friend’s birthday?”

I couldn’t hold back the peal of giggles. Did I want to piss him off, or… “I’ll be there in a moment, Daddy. I’m doing five-minute lips.”

I almost peed myself from laughing when I heard Gabriel cursing and thumping. I struck my pose and waited for him to find me.

“Cheryl, do you really want a—” He stopped short, his jaw practically hitting the floor. “Why you little minx. What made you decide on that outfit for tonight?”

I blew the bond bangs off my forehead and licked my ruby red lips. “Why Daddy, what do you mean?”

His eyes narrowed. “Cheryl, tell me why you're dressed as Madonna from the Papa don’t Preach video for your best friend’s party?”

In response, I cued the music and popped up on my ballet flats. When the words “Papa don’t preach, I’m in trouble deep,” played, I pulled the stick out of my back pocket and handed it to him. It took a minute for him to process what he was looking at.

“You’re having my baby?”

I winked and strutted over to him. “I made up my mind; I’m keeping our baby.” I sang the line and stepped up close. “What do you think, are you happy?”

“Babygirl, I’m always happy, but right now, I’m beyond.” He tugged me tight to his chest. “Thank you Cheryl, for saving me.”

“Saving you?” I pulled back. “How so?”

“You have given me the perfect Little for my Daddy, and now a child to share our lives with. You saved me from a life of loneliness, look at what I’d be missing if it weren’t for you.”

He’d become quite romantic these past few months and I never tired of him telling me how much I meant to him. “Remember that for later Daddy, when I tell you the rest.” I pulled away. Now lets go, we have a party to get to, and friends to share our news with.

I hustled for the front door, grabbing my cute leather jacket to complete my look as Gabriel exited the bedroom, sliding the stick in his pocket.

“Eww, Daddy, you know I peed on that right? You can’t take it to the restaurant.”

“Oh yes I can, now tell me the rest before I tan your behind.”

The elevator door opened and I jumped in and pressed the button for the garage level. “There’s two, Daddy,” I yelled as the doors began to close. Gabe’s shocked expression was the last thing I saw as the elevator closed. But I heard him yell out as the elevator started its descent.

“Cheryl, you better wait at the bottom. Twins? Holy crap, I’m in trouble.”

I broke out in a fresh peal of giggles. When the elevator opened I hid so I could jump out at him. It was a moment of realization, that my life had turned out better than I’d ever hoped for. I was with the man of my dreams, pregnant, and happier than I’d ever been.

The End

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