All right now, stick with me on this one. Just trying it out. And to clear it up before it's questioned, James is the name I'm giving Jennifer's dad in this story.
Dedicated to DaniWilder and Mr. DaniW who both need to make Jennifer's realization.
Thanks for suggesting this challenge, Koinekid. Thanks for looking it over quickly, Dani.
A McKeller Flash Fiction?
Tap tap tap, his finger smudged the touch screen of his tablet as it whipped across the surface.
As he tapped away across the shadowed room, bright brown eyes watched their movement and then glanced down to their own screen lit up with work documents and a minimized game of solitaire. It only takes one to change something, James Keller's words rang through his daughter's head.
The tablet darkened as her thumb pressed the button. It was cast to the side as two bare feet hit the ground. His eyes flashed back and forth across the screen but not towards her as she advanced across the cold floor. Nor did he look up when she sat down beside him and tucked her feet in tightly to her right.
Finally earning his glance, Jennifer smiled shyly with a look of pleased contentment on her face.
"What's up?"
He saw straight through her false expressions. It's not like she could blame him, he was getting better at this, but she hoped to get away with it every now and then. "Nothing," she lightly lied.
One more glance at the screen and it too went black. A real smile adorned her features as he set it aside and turned back to her.
"I'm all yours," Rodney's face spoke volumes with one reoccurring subject: this was as far as he knew how to go into the female mind.
"Good."