Daddy's Little Girl by jerseygirlinoxford

Part 4

Danielle's Lessons Challenge

Ranger looked down at Gabby as she looked up at him expectantly waiting for his answer. "Yes, Gabby. That's a very bad word. Daddy shouldn't have said that either." He looked over to Lester. "Get her to eat the rest of her lunch while I finished getting dressed." As he was adjusting his tie, Ranger spied Steph's liquid foundation. Should he use that to cover this shit on his face? Would it work? He dabbed a little on the back of his hand. Damn it…her skin tone was much lighter than his. Using this would make him actually look as dead as he was going to be after his meeting.

He found Lester leaning against the counter as Gabby munched on her cookies. "You still look pretty, Daddy."

"Thank you, Gabby." Lester snickered.

"Oh yeah, Ranger…you really look…." Another death glare stopped him in his tracks.

"After you finish eating lunch, Gabby, it's time for your nap…okay?"

"Okay Daddy." He gave her a kiss and a hug. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Okay…the hair and make up are bad….but he heart melted every time he heard those words. He pulled out his phone as he headed to the elevator. He was surprised when Steph answered the phone.

"How are things going? Aren't you supposed to be in a meeting right now?"

"Oh yeah…I'm heading down to 5 right now. Gabby helped me to get ready. She styled my hair with glue and glitter." She snorted into the phone. "And used permanent marker on my face."

"Why did you let her do that?"

"Why did I let her? What do you mean….why did I let her? I didn't let her put glue in my hair….she just did it!"

"Listen to yourself Ranger. She is a child, and you are an adult. You can't just let her do whatever she wants. We really do have to have a talk when I get home."

"Well maybe if you reminded me that I had to watch her today…none of this would have happened! So far….I've let my daughter watch Disney porn, taught her a few choice words, and let her turn me into a clown. Oh…and why does she know the word…penis?"

"My God! And to think I am going to have your baby!" The connection went dead.

"Babe?" Did she just say what I think she said? He called her again. It went to voicemail. Holy Shit! Is she pregnant again? The elevator doors opened. There was music playing through the speaker system. What the hell? He listened closely. Gangsta Paradise by Coolio. Cute….real friggin' cute. He didn't realize that he had a bunch of comedians working for him. What the hell happened today? He woke up in such a great mood. His day went from bad to worse. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and counted to thirty before meeting with Mr. Salamone.

Mr. Salamone owned a very exclusive chain of jewelry stores. After a few robberies, he was looking for better security, and Rangeman was highly recommended. He furrowed his brow and looked Ranger up and down. Even the Armani suit and Rolex watch weren't helping. He looked ridiculous. "Carlos Manoso," he told him as he shook his hand. He gestured to the chair in front of his desk. "I want to apologize for my appearance. Uh…there was a misunderstanding with my little girl." Mr. Salamone just nodded but he didn't look too impressed. Ranger offered him refreshments and began the Power Point presentation.

About an hour and a half later, Ranger and Mr. Salamone were reviewing the security needs of his ten stores when they were interrupted by an ear-piercing, wailing cry. Gabby! Ranger jumped up as the door opened. Lester walked in carrying a hysterical Gabby. "Report!" he barked at Lester as he ran over to them. Gabby flung herself into his arms and held on to him for dear life.

"I don't know what happened," Lester explained who was visibly upset. "She woke up, asked for you, and then she started crying. That's all that happened….I swear!" Ranger held Gabby tight and gently ran his hand up and down her back.

"It's okay Gabby. What's wrong?" He turned to Mr. Salamone. "I'm sorry. This will only take a minute." Her shrieks and sobs began to subside. She pulled back and rubbed her eyes. "What's the matter, Baby Girl?" She sniffed and her chest hitched.

"I waked up, and you weren't there," she told him in a small voice. "It hurt my heart." She patted the center of her chest. Oh Christ! He told her he would be there when she woke up. If the new hair doo didn't add the extra three inches to his height, he would actually be able to crawl under his desk. Shit! This was worse than the lip. He broke his daughter's little heart. What the hell kind of father was he?

"Oh Gabby….Daddy's sorry….uh….I didn't know you were going to wake up this fast. I would have been there." He gave her a kiss and held her close. She hugged him back.

"I missed you, Daddy, 'cause I love you this much," she explained holding her arms wide apart. Ranger fought the urge to do a cartwheel. God, he loved this child. A small part of him was beginning to hope that Steph was pregnant again. There was no feeling in the world like the love he had for this child. Mr. Salamone cleared his throat. Ranger kissed Gabby's cheek.

"I love you, Gabby." He turned to Mr. Salamone. "I'm sorry. This is my daughter, Gabby. This is Mr. Salamone." Mr. Salamone gave her a small nod.

"Hi," she replied in her small voice. She looked back to Ranger. "Daddy…he has a really big nose." Ranger mentally cringed. Yeah…he's going to turn up his big nose to Rangeman before this day it out.

"Can we continue now, Mr. Mom?" Mr. Salamone huffed. Ranger gave him a nod. Maybe he's still interested after all? If he wasn't, he would have walked when he first saw him.

"Gabby, I have to finish this meeting with Mr. Salamone. I'm going to have you sit with Lester and Hal in the next room….okay?" He looked over at Lester whose color was back in his face.

"Uh…yeah Princess. We can watch some Disney movies…." Lester began. Ranger cut him off.

"NO!.....Uh…no. No Disney movies," he insisted. No more Disney porn. He needed to screen all those movies before he would let her watch anything else. "Why don't you draw me a picture….okay?" Gabby's face lit up. Ranger put her down, and she ran to Lester.

"Okay, Daddy. Come on, Uncle Lester." She grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the room. Lester closed the door behind them. Again, Ranger turned to face Mr. Salamone.

"I'm so sorry for the interruptions. Our housekeeper is off today. We usually always have someone around to help with our daughter. Let's get back to business," Ranger apologized. Mr. Salamone sat back down.

"I have to say I'm a little disappointed. I though you would be more professional and take your business seriously. But…I know Rangeman and your reputation. I am also impressed with the way you are customizing the service for my needs. That's why I am still talking to you." Ranger nodded.

"I appreciate that. I think if you decide to go with our service, you won't be disappointed." The men got back to work.

About a half hour later, Gabby burst through the door carrying a small poster. "Daddy….look!" She hopped on to his lap. "I drawed this for you." Mr. Salamone let out a long and exaggerated sigh. "I drawed you and Mr. Saladman." He looked at the two stick figures. Ranger had a big head with multiple black spikes. His face had big red lips. Mr. Salamone's drawing had a large nose. He looked further down at the stick body. Again….the sound of a needle being dragged across a record screeched in his head. No…please tell me that's not what I think it is. "Daddy…this is your hair, and that's your penis." Christ! Ranger closed his eyes and counted to forty. It was an erect penis, too. When he opened his eyes, he looked down at his smiling daughter's face. She was so proud of her drawing. For the first time that day, Mr. Salamone was smiling. Of course he was smiling. Gabby gave him a bigger penis.

"You're daughter is very….artistic," Mr. Salamone said. "That's a very nice picture, Gabby."

"Damn skippy!" she gleefully replied. Ranger winced.

"She has an extensive vocabulary, too," Ranger muttered. Can this day go by any slower?

TBC

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