Bath Time and Flowers?

She was so beautiful, this person staring up at me. Her chubby little cheeks were so much fun to pinch, even though she didn't like it.

"Oh, Paige, you have to be the most beautiful baby in this whole world," I squealed, picking her up from her crib. Paige's small lips began to form into a pout, causing me to only 'awe'. "Oh, I'm probably the worst mother for putting you through this torture."

Paige only began to wail, forcing me to bring her closer to me. I cradled her in my arms and moved her side to side, slightly bouncing her up and down. Immediately, she began to quiet down in my arms; I smiled down at her, taking in those gorgeous gray-blue eyes combined with her little nose and pouty lips.

She babbled and made little sounds, making me wonder what she could possibly be saying.

"Paige, say mommy," I said slowly. I mouthed the words repeatedly, until she began simply to spit little bubbles. I wrinkled up my nose, but laughed. "You're still so cute, but let's clean you up a little. Is it time for a bath already?"

Paige made some normal cooing sounds as I put her back down in the crib to take off her clothes. Once I threw the diaper away, I picked up the small, chubby child and in that baby voice people tend to use, I said, "Who's ready for a bath? Paige, you ready for a bath, yes you are."

With some more coos and giggles, I brought Paige to the bathroom down the hall. It was funny just how much she loved water. Every time I poured more on her, the more she squirmed and splashed around ready for more. Of course, by the end, I was soaked through and through, but I didn't mind too much; well, at least not as much as Drake would have if he were the giving the bath.

I loved Paige, I really did, but sometimes I wonder if this was the right move. Sure, I couldn't exactly wait around much longer since I was in my…well that doesn't matter, but Drake. I wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to handle this.

Sure, I noticed how he has been acting the past few days around her; the subtle kisses and holding her every now and then…yet, that didn't prove to me that he was going to protect Paige from everything.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the front door, bringing me out of my thoughts. Picking up Paige, I quickly wrapped her in a towel before rushing over to the door.

On the other side was Drake.

With an odd, civil smile.

And…flowers.

Stargazer lilies to be exact.

"Drake?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

He smiled, but then the smile dropped and he sighed, "I'm not a romantic."

"I know," I drawled, unsure what was going on. I moved back from the door to let him in, but he stayed on welcome mat.

"I only know how to flirt and…," He paused and sent a glance at Paige. "And make nights very memorable."

"I know." I smirked, but was still confused.

"Here are your favorite flowers, I'm going back to work," he said, practically shoving the flowers into my free hand. He turned his back to me, but didn't move. Finally, over his shoulder, he said, "This Friday, I'm taking you out on a date. It will be formal and we are leaving Paige with Caine. His maids will watch over her."

I stood there in shock, but then I began to laugh when it finally hit me.

"I love you too, Drake," I giggled at his retreating back.

For a second, he looked at me and waved. I waved back with the flowers still in my hand, but then I felt Paige shiver in my arm, reminding me that she was wet and possibly cold.

"Ah," I gasped, "Paige. Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. Let's get you dry."

Paige simply sneezed, causing me to hurry.

I know, it's short BUT the next one will most definately be longer and you'll see more father-daughter bonding~!

Thank you to Miss Rouge Apple, Permanently, SummerFeally and Armygirl for the reviews~ ^_^

Don't own Drake, or any other gone characters. Just Stacy and Paige.