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  Sliding forward he pushed up to his feet and lifted a brow, “Fun? What is this fun you speak of woman?” he asked. Walking towards the main floor bathroom he stepped inside, “Lights please,” he told her and waited until she turned them on before kicking the door shut.

  She turned the lock on the door and grinned, “Honey doesn’t knock, trust me.” She murmured and leaned in closer to him when he dropped her ass on the sink. “The wash clothes are under the sink, grab one while I get the water warming up?”

  Nodding, he pulled back and dropped to his heels to grab a couple of the cloths. Standing, he handed them to her and leaned in to kiss her gently. “I much prefer shooting into you than all over myself babe,” he murmured.

  “Oh that’s totally my preference as well. I would much rather have you coming deep inside of my pussy or ass instead of on yourself. Down my throat or even on me instead of yourself. Just saying, I prefer that.”

  Chuckling, he shook his head, “You definitely have a couple of odd preferences D,” he murmured running a finger over her jaw. “But I adore you anyway. I can get you so I’m good with whatever you want. Now,” he stepped back a little, “You need to ditch the pants because I want to suck your clit.”

  “Oh hell yes.” But the moment that Daisy’s hand went to her button on her jeans she groaned, “Damn-it. Food’s here.” She muttered. “Since I have clothes on, I will go and pay for the food and get it. You might want to get ready.” Leaning in she kissed him quickly and then jumped off, “Rain check though?”

  Growling he caught her and pulled her in close, “Do up your shirt so I don’t have to kill the driver,” he said. Kissing her hard and fast Mik let her go. Once she was gone he pressed his hands to the vanity and fought his body. When he finally had a measure of control, he wiped the cum from his belly and chest and only then realized his shirt was still in the other room. Cursing, he slid out of the bathroom and made his way to collect it on silent feet.

  With the bags of food unloaded Daisy moved just outside of the kitchen and called out, “Food is here, wash up and get your fannies in here so that we can eat. It’s Chinese.” She smiled when she heard Honey’s squeal and then giggled when she heard a thump and an ‘oomf’ from Gareth. Snickering, she looked at Mikhail as he approached her, “I bet she ran him over, knocked him over. Have I mentioned Honey loves Chinese food?”

  “You may have mentioned something of the sort,” he said leaving his shirt hanging loose over his jeans. Looking up at the loud pitter patter of little feet, he watched as Honey slid through the kitchen, “Does she do that often?” he asked.

  “Every chance she gets.” Daisy ruffled Honey’s hair and smiled when her daughter looked up at her. “Did you knock your father over?”

  “I might have.” Honey looked toward where Gareth was beginning to come down and grinned, “You made it daddy G.”

  Grunting, Gareth shot her a look, “Had to disentangle myself after being mowed over by you darling,” he said. Moving to Daisy he leaned in and kissed her gently, “All good?” he asked under his breath his eyes twitching to Mik and then back to her before he lifted a brow.

  Daisy smiled and nodded, “Yes, thank you for spending time with Honey; even if she mowed you down.” She patted his chest and sighed happily. “One more kiss and then we will eat, please?” She asked with a grin.

  Smiling, he nodded and pulling her in tight to him gave her a kiss, long and deep. Cupping her ass he squeezed her to him as he sucked on her tongue, teased her and nibbled on her lip. Pulling back he chuckled softly, “I may have to let her mow me down more often.”

  “Hurm, that sounds very good.” Daisy’s hands moved up his chest and wrapped around his neck to hold him close. “She would run over even me for Chinese food, fair warning,” she teased him. “I think that child needs warning lights and sirens at times.”

  “She’d probably love having bells and whistles,” Gareth chuckled. Brushing his lips to her cheek he nuzzled at her throat and lower. Groaning he lifted his head, “Food babe, I’m starving. Military flights are seriously lacking on the amenities of things like service, food and real seats.”

  “Well then it’s a very good thing that I got lots of food. Warning though, Honey loves the spring rolls and will likely beat you if you try to take more than one. Sorry, but there it is.” Honey would only eat the spring rolls, wonton and pork fried rice.

  “She can have mine,” Mikhail said and shrugged at everyone’s looks. “I’ve never particularly cared for them so it’s not a hardship,” he murmured. Sitting down at the table he looked to Honey, “Don’t worry about them poppet, just eat what you will, and smack Gareth if he tries to steal more than his share.”

  Honey grinned and all but danced on her chair. “He’s so good, my daddy Mikhail is.” She hummed happily as she did so and moved in closer to him as she did so. “And daddy G won’t take any because he knows that he loves me and he won’t do anything that will make me upset at all.” She had the utmost confidence in her fathers, both of them.

  “You say that now Honey but wait until you’re older and trying to date a guy like me,” Mikhail said and shot Gareth a look before smiling at the stunned expression. “Daddy G won’t be so easy going or so easily swayed by how adorable you are or how much he loves you.”

  Honey smirked, “Yes he will. My Daddy G loves me and he knows that if I want to date someone like you Daddy M then he will be a loyal, trustworthy, kind, and protective man that will do anything that he has to in order to ensure my safety and happiness, right?”

  Daisy snorted, “She’s got you there Mik.” She told her lover.

  “Daddy G knows me a lot better than that poppet and also knows what boys think at that age and any age. And trust me, it’s not all loyalty and whatnot kiddo. Boys have raging hormones on the best of days, as teens and young men we’re pretty much controlled by them. Sometimes as adults too,” he said shooting Daisy a hot look.

  Daisy flushed and cleared her throat, “But its not only the boys that have them you know.” She said softly and then looked to Honey, “Don’t worry Honey. I won’t let your dads be too hard on your dates. Just don’t complain when you are followed and we pop up where you are having dinner and whatnot.” When Honey looked ready to complain Daisy shook her head. “Pick your battles kiddo.”

  “She should be glad if that’s the least of what we do,” Gareth said shaking his head scraping some rice onto his plate. “What I have planned will likely have her screaming. But I’ll save that until she’s of dating age.”

  Honey snorted, “I don’t think that will ever happen. I don’t like boys. They are gross. And they are mean. I don’t think that I should ever date anyone that is mean, right daddy?’ Honey asked softly.

  Daisy reached out and put her hand on her daughters and gave it a squeeze, “Talk to us Honey, what’s happening? Is it Ryce Rodgers again?”

  “Yes, he’s a mean doodie face and I don’t like him.”

  “What have I said about that?”

  “Well its true mom. He picks on everyone and is just mean. Someone needs to teach him manners before I do.” She grumbled.

  “Honey, do not, and I repeat, do not do anything that will get you in trouble.”

  “It’s only trouble if you are caught.” She said under her breath.

  Mikhail reached out and touched Honey’s hand staying quiet until her chin came up. “Do you remember what we talked about that first day on the farm?” he asked softly. “What others say and do are only hurtful if you let it hurt you poppet. But if this boy is acting out, striking out at you or others you need to say something Honey. Physical violence isn’t the solution. It’s good that you want to defend your friends and protect them but take it from someone that knows, reacting to their actions will only cause more pain and harm.”

  “But how do you stop them when they do that? If someone doesn’t stand up to him how does someone stop him? I’m able to defend myself because Aunt Penny made sure that I was able to, j
ust like she made sure mom was able to but how do you deal with someone like that? Mom told me to use my words, but they don’t work. It makes it worse.”

  “Have you told someone about it, a teacher or the principal?” Gareth asked leaning forward. “You have to tell someone in authority at the school munchkin. And if that doesn’t produce results then you tell your mom and she will deal with the school directly.”

  “He’s the principal's son and he’s one of the teachers godchild. He does no wrong.” She said with a roll of her eyes. “He’s a meany pants and no one will do anything. I would rather be suspended than let him hurt another of my friends again daddy M.”

  “Well poppet let’s just avoid the suspension,” Mikhail said quietly. “When we walk you to school point him out to Gareth and me. We’ll do a little investigating on the DL and see if we can’t get some proof to take to the school board. But you need to trust us and not do anything physical that can get you kicked out.”

  Huffing slightly Honey finally nodded, “Okay daddy if that’s what you think is best I will listen. But if he tries to hurt someone smaller than him again I’m going to step in. No one hurts anyone who can’t fight back for themselves when I’m around.”

  “No violence of the physical sort, make noise and get someone’s attention,” Mik said squeezing her fingers. “I mean it, if I find out you did something like that without just cause there will be some serious hell to pay. We clear?”

  “Okay.” She finally gave to him. “I love you Daddy M.” She said and jumped into his arms, hugging him close as she did so. “Thank you for being my daddy, thank you for coming into my life daddy.” She whispered against her father’s cheek.

  Sighing he held her to him, “I didn’t do much sladkaya,” he murmured. Pressing a kiss to her hair he gave her a squeeze, “Back in your seat and finish your dinner. Tomorrow’s a school day so we don’t want to have you too wired to sleep tonight.”

  “Yes, it will be good.” She said with a smile and wiggled out of his arms so that she could go back to her seat. “I promise daddy I will do what you said.” She assured him with a solemn nod. “And you and Daddy G will walk me to school in the morning, right? You are both going to stay here so that you can walk me to school?”

  “Yes poppet, your mom has graciously invited us to stay the night. In the morning we will all walk you to school and you can point out this boy that is causing trouble. As well, I want the names of the principal and teacher who are letting him slide,” Mikhail told her pointing to her plate, “Eat.”

  “Yes sir.” Honey said and began to eat.

  Shaking her head Daisy watched and smiled up at Mikhail. She winked at him and felt intense pride. He was such an amazing father, he was amazing. God she loved this man so very, very much and didn’t know how she had lasted so long without him in her life.

  Shrugging he shifted uncomfortably in his chair and ducked his chin.

  Gareth chuckled and leaned into Daisy, “I think you embarrassed him,” he murmured softly. Not softly enough since Mikhail said something to him in his native tongue that had him gaping. “That is not physically possible and you know it buddy,” he sputtered out.

  Daisy shook her head, “And when our daughter begins to repeat those words you will be the one to explain to our daughter why she shouldn’t be saying those words.” She pointed with her fork and said, “I mean it.”

  “If she learns what they are as well as the rest of the Russian language then I’ll worry,” Mik looked to Honey. “But she won’t be using those words will she?” he asked softly of the little girl. “Because she knows better than to repeat something that one soldier says to another annoying pest of a soldier.”

  “I dunno daddy M, what if I become a soldier too? Will I get to say them then? I think that I should learn Russian since its one of my daddy’s languages. Yep, I think that I should.” the child confirmed. “Will you teach me daddy?”

  “You are not becoming a soldier,” Mikhail said quietly. “Not that you couldn’t but because your mother would neuter both me and Gareth if you did. But I will teach you whatever language you wish, the good clean version and not any of the things I tell daddy G when he’s being a pain in my rear end.”

  “But isn’t that the fun part of it all?” She asked softly. “Learning the bad words of a language just so that you can be a part of the naughty word slinging.” She crossed her arms and huffed, “And I could to be a soldier, couldn’t I mommy?”

  “I would truly rather you weren’t,” Daisy said simply. “I love you Honey and while your fathers led a distinguished and remarkable career they were hurt in the process I’m sure more times than I even know about. I don’t want my baby hurt so no, I don’t think you should become a soldier.”

  “But it would be your choice in the end munchkin,” Gareth said quietly. “We all know that and while we hope you’ll consider our thoughts on the matter we can’t make such choices for you. Now, eat up because you’re still young enough to be under your mother’s rule and she wants you fed.”

  “Yes, this is good.” She said with a smile and got another spring roll.

  Daisy shook her head and sighed. God she was so not looking forward to the teenage years. If her Honey was already inquisitive and independent, she was worried how she would be when she became a teenager.

  Reaching over Gareth squeezed her hand gently. Winking, he drew back and started eating again as Honey too dug into her meal.

  Chapter Twelve

  Holding Honey’s hand as they walked towards her school, Mikhail watched everything around them. He noticed the looks, the whispers behind hands and the disapproving glances. Not that he cared in the least, but he was sick of Honey getting them. Stopping when she tugged he realized they were at the school. “So poppet, who is the boy we’ll be watching during your yard hours?”

  Honey turned to look up at her father and said, “He’s the one with the really red hair, the freckles and the green pants and white shirt daddy.” She explained. “He always wears green pants.” She rolled her eyes at that. “And we shouldn’t even get to wear them because it’s not in the handbook but, well anyway.” Since he was the principal’s son he got away with murder. “That’s him.” She tilted her head slightly toward the boy.

  Nodding, he crouched down in front of her and smoothed her top. “Get to class so you’re not late and remember what I told you sweetheart. No beating up the boy. But,” he said when she gave him a look, “if he throws the first punch remember rule one of fighting. Hit harder, hit faster and put his ass on the ground. Only if there are witnesses who will speak up about his actions though, always be conscious of your surroundings.”

  “Yes daddy.” Honey wrapped her arms around her father and gave him a big hug. “I love you daddy Mik.” she whispered against his ear and gave him a kiss on his cheek, “Make sure mommy sleeps today? She has to work tonight so please make sure that she rests?”

  Hugging her he nodded, “I’ll make sure she gets some sleep. Or Gareth will, one of us will be here off and on all day sweet pea. Now get going, you can’t be late for your first class.” Pressing a kiss to her cheek he gave her one more squeeze before letting her go. “Now get moving poppet.”

  “Okay, see you later daddy,” she called and raced into the schoolyard.

  Daisy sighed and watched her daughter running and catching up with her friends. “She’s getting too old.” She whispered, “My baby is growing up and it’s killing me.” she admitted. “What happens when she no longer needs me?”

  “She will always need you even when she claims she doesn’t,” Gareth said wrapping his arm around her waist. “All little girls need their mothers; even if it’s only for moral support from afar. I wouldn’t be placing any bets that she just takes off without her mother close at hand; it’s a fool's bet babe. That little girl adores you Daisy, a feeling I wholeheartedly second.”

  Daisy smiled and nodded, “The feeling is totally mutual. I adore that kid. She’s everything that
any mother could ever want in a child. How many ten year olds would worry more about their friends than themselves? She’s unique and I love that kid like crazy. Now then.” She took a deep breath, “We should get home. She was right. I have to work tonight so I should get some sleep.”

  Nodding, Mikhail shot her a look, “Head off, I’m just going to watch until the bell sounds and will catch up. I won’t be far behind D, promise.”

  “See you at the house,” Gareth told him turning Daisy back the way they’d come. “Don’t worry, he won’t do anything. And first bell isn’t too far off; he’ll likely catch up to us long before we make it back given how you’re dragging your heels.”

  “I just can’t help it,” Daisy admitted as they walked. “I hate that I have to sleep while she’s in school and then entrust her to either Sarafina or Penny when I go off to work. By the way, I need to call Fi. Are you guys going to stay with her tonight or do you need to go home? Since Penny isn’t home at the moment I figure that I should ask Fi to watch over Honey.”