"Let me be your man, and the father to your kids".

The next weekend, true to Maxwell's word, he came to the house early to take us out on our weekend trip. He was looking cooler than he used to look. It was an all planned trip. He had asked me what Whitney was into, and I told him, she loves to swim, so We went to the beach, and I could already tell, from the spark on Whitney's face, that she was happy to find water all over the place.

She have only had time to be in a pool, but not a beach, this should be her first time.

I know what my daughter loves to do, but the only issue was that, I was not with her, so I didn't really get the chance to help her actualize the stuffs she loves to do.

I could tell, Maxwell was stealing glances at me, but I didn't want to look or act like I could see him, but when he removed a strand of hair, from my face. The feeling of his cold hands on my cheek, made me turn my face towards his side, only to notice that he was staring at me, and our lips, were only a few inches away from each other, I imme