Disclaimer: Don't own. Never have, never will...damn! But I do own Gracie sooo, yes! High fives all around!
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"Daddy!"
Nick laughed as a small bundle of energy burst from the front door and headed right for him. Black pigtails bouncing and a smile to drown out the sun on her face.
"Hey there Princess," Nick smiled as he swept up his daughter and spun her around, giggles erupting from the small girl, "How's my girl?"
Green eyes danced and Nick smiled when the small mouth grew impossibly big and cheerful words tumbled out about things that were important to a five year old. The new box of crayons she had gotten, chasing the next-door neighbor lady's kitty around the yard, a big ugly bug that had landed on her pretty new shirt, the flowers she had picked for the dinner table at the park, and the list kept going.
Nick nodded and smiled filling in the small breaks with 'oh really' and 'tell me more princess'.
"Then Uncle Rick came over!" The young girl finished.
"Really, that's great sweetie."
"Yeah and Uncle Rick helped me color and watched cartoons with me and then him and Papa were talking and laughing and Daddy what's getting lucky mean?"
Nick stalled just inside the door, heat flooded his face. His little girl was in his arms, smiling innocently at him as she waited for an answer, while he wondered if he had heard her right. His baby girl had not just asked that, had she?
"Ugh...Whe--where did you hear that sweetie?"
"Uncle Rick was tellin' Papa of when he got lucky and Papa said something about getting lucky later makin' Uncle Rick blush. What's it mean?"
Nick made a mental note to talk to Warrick about what not to say when in front of impressionable little girls. Greg, well, he should have known better.
"Gracie lunch!" Greg yelled as he came out of the kitchen with a peanut butter sandwich, celery sticks, and a juice box, smiling as he placed the food on the table.
"Daddy's home!"
Greg turned from the table and beamed at Nick, a smile that almost rivaled that of his daughters.
He rushed over and kissed Nick deeply on the lips, Gracie giggled and wrapped her arms more snuglyaround Nick's neck. Nick smiled into the kiss forgetting for the moment that he was a little peeved at Greg for letting their daughter hear his and Warrick's 'man talk'.
Greg pulled away and both were somewhat flushed, "Hey Nicky how was the conference?"
"Boring as usual. I didn't have anything to distract me." He winked at Greg and smiled at Gracie.
"Hmm well we missed you, isn't that right Gracie?"
"Yup, I always miss Daddy when he leaves, where's my present?"
Nick smiled, as Greg snickered next to him.
"Well who says I brought you one?" Nick countered.
Gracie's eyes went wide and misted a bit as she stuck out her bottom lip and made it quiver, "No present?"
Damn, but she could get away with murder with the look she was giving him. Greg's obvious attempt to stop his laughter wasn't helping matters.
"Sweetheart, I got you something, I always do." Nick answered quickly at her downcast face.
She instantly brightened up and patted his cheek, "Good Daddy."
Greg couldn't contain it then and let a few chuckles escape at the look on Nick's face. The Texan turned towards his husband then back to his daughter and whispered something in her ear. Gracie looked confused for a moment, but then nodded and turned to Greg.
"Daddy says that if you plan on getting lucky later you'll wipe the smile off your face."
Greg blanched.
"Papa what's getting lucky?"
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"Yeah Greg, what's getting lucky?" Nick added.
"Uhm...well you see...its kind of...uh, Nick?!" Greg whined and ducked his head in embarrassment.
A smirk forming on his face, Nick turned to Gracie, "I'll tell you when your older honey, much older."
"But why? What is it?" The pout came back full force and Nick sighed.
"You'll just have wait," Nick gently placed her on the ground, "now go eat your lunch and afterwards I'll give you your present."
Question forgotten for the moment, Gracie smiled and skipped off to the table.
Nick turned to Greg and pulled the younger man flush against him, kissing him soundly. Greg was left breathless when his sexy-hunk-of-Texas husband pulled away and whispered in his ear, "Next time you and Warrick gossip make sure there are no small, very susceptible children around to over hear you."
Placing a kiss on Greg's cheek, Nick moved to the dinner table to join Gracie and threw a smirk over his shoulder before uttering, "Oh and you definitely won't be getting lucky tonight, just for the record."
"Damn." Greg cursed.
"Damn." Gracie repeated and Nick sighed.
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End. Hope you enjoyed. Reviews welcome, but not mandatory. :D
