Model Behavior: A Romantic Comedy (Charitable Endeavors Book 3) by M.E. Carter & Andrea Johnston

Model Behavior: A Romantic Comedy (Charitable Endeavors Book 3) by M.E. Carter & Andrea Johnston

Author:M.E. Carter & Andrea Johnston [Carter, M.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andrea Johnston and M.E. Carter
Published: 2019-12-11T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 17

Matthew

I love my child. I think she is the most beautiful, smart, and hilarious human on earth. She’s also stubborn, frustrating, and has a very loud, off-key singing voice. The day started off great and somewhere around three this afternoon turned into chaos. By the time I picked Calypso up from my parents’ house, she was talking a mile a minute and making a dozen plans for our day. Unfortunately, I forgot to turn the hose off before I left to get her and the normally nice and well-maintained backyard became a mudhole with Olaf as its ruler.

Two hours of clean-up and a dog bath that quickly turned into my little sidekick needing a long bath of her own, I’m finally able to sit down for five minutes. If only it were quiet. Instead, my own little wannabe pop star is performing her own concert and her efforts are wailing, I mean serenading me, down the hall.

“Daddy! Daddy! Are you here? Can you hear me? Daddy!”

Groaning, I push myself off the couch and pad my way down the hall. Peering into the bathroom, I smile at the scene before me. With her hair covered in bubbles like a little bubble hat, a bubble beard, and bubbles popping all around her, she’s sitting with her head tilted back, mouth open to shout. It may be slightly evil but I can’t help myself.

“You rang?”

Her screech is louder than normal thanks to the bathroom acoustics. She jumps, eyes wide with water splashing out of the bathtub.

“Daddy! You scared me!”

Laughing, I sit down on the toilet seat, a huge smile on my face. “Sorry, Sprite. I couldn’t help myself. Now tell me why you’re shouting after me.”

“I was thinking I haven’t seen my baby Sven in like four hundred years. He must be so sad and miss me. Can we call Miss Carrie?”

“It’s been two days since you saw a picture so much less than four hundred years. And Miss Carrie is probably busy.”

“No. She’s probably sad we haven’t checked on her and Sven. We should be better friends, Daddy. Grandma would be so dispontated.”

I knew when I told my mom to mind her own business and stop asking me if I had a girlfriend now that I’d taken Carrie out that somehow she’d find a way to still bring it up. I’m just surprised it took her partner in crime this long to mention it.

“I think you mean disappointed. And your grandma needs to get a hobby.”

“Oh, Daddy,” she says with her hand reaching out to pat my leg. “Grandma’s favorite thing to do is make me snacks. It makes her happy.”

Chuckling, I bend down on my knees and help my little Miss Know It All finish her bath and wrap her up like a snuggle bug in a fluffy towel. As I carry her over my shoulder, setting off a string of giggles, my phone rings with a text notification in the other room.

“Get dressed, Sprite. How do you feel about



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