Daryl helped his daughter choose her outfit for school. Without even looking he knew she would pick the grey jumper with the snowmen on, their scarves various colours of reds, oranges. He felt himself tearing up, Jemma had brought her it when she was 3 years old, Sophia had loved it so much, they had gone out of their way to buy larger sizes until she was at least 7 years old. Daryl had laughed when he caught Jemma calling the designer at the time asking if she could have them made for their pumpkin.
"Daddy, daddy" He looked down to see her pulling on the sleeve of his black turtle neck
"You thinking about mummy again?"
"Yes sweetheart, gets difficult around this time of year, you know that"
"I know daddy"
"Come here baby" pulling her tight into his embrace he just held her as they both came to terms that it was time to move on.
"Why do you think they won't like ya 'phia?"
"Cos I got no mummy"
"You listen to me pumpkin, you are special the best little girl in the world, don't matter that ya ain't got a mummy. You had one though a real special one"
"Tell me the story daddy"
"Which one?" There had been many over the years he had shared with her about Jemma, never letting the little girl forget who she was.
"The one when you first saw her"
"OK, but you get ya boots them nice grey ones with the fur in ok, and lets put ya black leggings on with the sequins that match the eyes on this things" she laughed as he pointed to her snowmen
"Snowmen daddy"
"Yeah I forgot duh silly me"
"Tell me daddy"
"How many times do ya need to hear it? Ok don't you give me that pout. Ya get ready as I tell ya, or I will stop" he saw her quickly get her things and sit down on the bed getting herself dressed
"Me and your Uncle were bad un's weren't the best people to hang around with. Never in school, I followed ya Uncle everywhere, there may have only been 5 years difference but I did what he did. Thought it was cool, Ya granddaddy and grandma had no idea what to do with us. They got fed up of dragging us out of the trouble we got in. I had a bad dad at school told ma daddy I was quitting ain't the done thing at 17. We argued and I stormed out, into the pouring rain, didn't care had this tough boy attitude I knew best. Went into town to find Merle knew he would be at one of the bars, as I passed a diner, there she was, sitting in the window, on her own reading a book. Stopped me in my tracks"
"Why daddy?"
"She was the most beautiful thing I ever saw, long brown hair, eyes the colour of the sky, just like yours, she looked up and her smile she gave me brought me to my knees. Same one you have sweetheart. I never knew to this day what she saw in me but a dripping wet mess with a s... bad attitude"
"Awww Daddy you nearly swore" his face reddened at time she was so quick, he had to learn to control his words, she picked up on everything.
" I know naughty daddy, guess I gotta put some money in the swear box now" he smiled at her, pulling out some money and placing it in the box on the side
"Now little one Are you almost ready? Need to go brush those teeth"
"Then you will tell me my favourite part?" He looked at his watch
"I can do the quick version but hurry" smiling he followed her into the bathroom he had made for her, just off her bedroom, helping her with her teeth and putting her hair up on a bunch he lifted her in his arms
"So there I was this soaking mess, scared out of my mind, I wanted so much to go in and say hello yet too scared to do anything about it. Then ya mummy god bless her, must have known I was shy, put her book down grabbed her rain coat and came out to me. I looked at her and she looked at me, as I stood trembling. She opened her mouth and in the softest voice asked me if I wanted to join her for a hot chocolate as I looked cold. We must have spent most of the afternoon just talking, found out she had just moved to town was the same age as me, and was starting at the school I was at. That evening I went home apologised to ya grandparents and went back to school. We were inseparable, went through school together, college. Still got into trouble with ya Uncle, we raised some hell I tell ya. Then one day I had enough of being on the receiving end of the law, so we both decided to enroll in the Police department, which at the time was hard for me with my record. But hey ya Uncle Dale sponsored me, supported me. And the rest as ya know is history"
"But Uncle Merle followed you and he met Aunt Andrea"
"he sure did sweetie. After all she is Dale's daughter we all grow up together. Hey come on time to get to school"
"Daddy I'm so scared"
"I know pumpkin, but we will be thinking of you, and I will pick you up right outside the gates"
"Can you stay for a while just till I settle"
"Would I leave my baby?" she shook her head, knowing her daddy would do anything to protect her, she just wished she could see the happiness he use to have in his eyes. See the daddy he was before her mummy died. Her memory wasn't that good now and she didn't want to tell her daddy that her mummy's face she could no longer see when she shut her eyes,it frightened her.
Daryl checked she had her coat, she looked so cute in her outfit, he teamed with her fur jacket, which was almost the length of her, in a deep grey, popping her winter white hat on her head and her gloves, he carried her to the truck, after lots of hugs from her aunt and Uncle she waved bye.
Strapping her into the truck, he hit the road, heading towards the small school at the end of the town, switching the radio on he glanced in the mirror to see her dancing away in the back. At least she was happy for now, his worse fear was the children would not like her, or some kid would try to hurt her, this was the first time since the death of Jemma that he was leaving his daughter on her own, he wasn't comfortable about it. He sent a small prayer up to his wife, asking her to protect their little one, make her feel loved and wanted. Guiding the car into the small lane where the school was on, he noticed how thick the snow was getting.
"Tell ya what baby let's walk in the snow eh?"
Kicking the snow with their feet they headed into the school grounds, opening the door they the warmth greeted them, tapping their feet on the mat. Daryl undid his woollen jacket, and helped Sophia unwrap from her jacket and gloves.
"Good morning and how can I help you?"
"Hi, I was asked to arrive around 9-30 for my daughter to meet her new teacher. I am sorry I cannot think of her name"
"That's ok, let me introduce myself I'm Michonne, and I think this little princess is here to see Ms Carol." she held her hand out to him as he took it in his.
"Sophia. Say hello to Michonne"
"Hello"
"Honey you are such a doll. Let's see Sophia Dixon am I right?" the little girl nodded then smiled, she liked this woman she was nice.
"And you handsome sir must be Mr Dixon" he went red, though why he had no idea, women over the years had called him all sorts.
"Yeah"
"Don't worry Daryl I always call the dad's handsome makes them feel special, if you get my meaning, but you boy I would call anytime"
"Michonne leave the poor man alone, you know you are happily married to Ty"
"Carol you sure now how to spoil a woman's fun. Anyway this handsome fella and his little princess are here to see you" Daryl turned around, taking in the petit woman who had just appeared as if by magic behind them. Her outfit almost copied Sophia's her snowman jumper in a cream instead of grey. Her leggings black along with her boots. His eyes moved up her body, taking in her curves, up to her face, with a breathtaking smile, up her small noise, to her blue eyes. Her curly hair tied back haphazardly. His eyes met hers and he could see the smile in them, she was the sort of person who he could trust with his daughter, and she was beautiful. His body almost swayed, what was happening to him?. He had worked with attractive, stunning women in and out of his job over the last two years, none of them had ever made him feel like this. She moved forward as he stood there stunned, watching as she bent down to his daughters level
"Well hello there sweetheart you must be little Sophia and It is my pleasure to meet you. Must say you have great taste in clothes" her voice washed over him like warm honey, still he said nothing, when she stood up and twirled letting Sophia see that she had on the same outfit
"Me and you we know the best designers eh?" Sophia smiled, this was going ok, she loved this teacher, she had the same kind eyes and smile as the woman Michonne.
"Hi Mr Dixon I am Carol and I will be Sophia's teacher" her hand reached out to shake his, automatically he gripped her hand. Feeling a connection run straight down his arm, down his body and further south. This had never happened before, he felt tongue-tied, like a boy in front of the headmaster. He just prayed his words would come out clear and not gibberish
"Hi Carol call me Daryl please. And yes this is Sophia."
"Well it is good to meet you, would you like to meet the class Sophia? and you too Daryl. It would be good if you could stay just until you feel she has settled and I would appreciate it if we could have a quick chat as some of the paperwork has not been filled in on her information" at his nod she smiled
"Sure fine I will follow you" Oh how she wished he would follow her, follow her right to... Where did that thought come in. She felt nervous as she walked in front of him, her body still tingling from the sensations from the hand sake the man oozed raw sex appeal.
Daryl followed her holding his daughter's hand and their jackets, watching Carol as she walked down the quiet corridor, his tongue came out to lick his lips, she had one sexy ass, and her legs were tight. His body reacted as his imagination went into an area he had not ventured to in years. Embarrassed at his obvious body function he moved the coats in front of him praying no one noticed. This was one woman he needed to be careful off, he was still in mourning for his wife, yet Carol had him thinking things he shouldn't. her body spread out in front of him as he fucked her.
