Okay, so I already had this ready for a few weeks and it's been brought to my attention that I've made a slight mistake in my information. I apologize for not catching it, but you can still enjoy the story. I promise from chapter 3 and on they're won't be an error like when Lindsey first heard about Sara. :)

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I was excited to say the least about Sara getting here. It would only be a few more hours until she would be standing on my doorstep with the smile that lights up my world forever and keep me feeling safe, secure and loved.

Lindsey was jumping up and down in the kitchen with excitement as I wiped the counter down to a clean as a whistle shine thanks to Mr. Clean, my trusty friend since the bald headed man made a name for himself. She looked adorable with the brightest smile I had ever seen her wear since last week when she found out she would be starting kindergarten at the end of the month.

"Sara's coming, Sara's coming," she bounced around ecstatic. I knew it was wrong, but Lindsey unconsciously spoke of my fantasies since the last time I had been with her.

"Yeah, Linds, she is…so why don't you go arrange your stuffed animals. I'm sure she would love to see Gordy, Princess Panda, and all the others!" I quickly snapped into mom-mode and tried my hardest to get Lindsey out of the way. She was cute, but I needed my space in order to really get this place clean to perfection.

"Okay, but mommy…I wanna do something with you before Sara gets here. Can we go out?"

"Yeah, sure, sweetie. We can do whatever you want. Where do you want to go?"

"Hmm, I dunno. Maybe…shopping?!"

My little girl, always wanting to do something that's going to cost us.

"Why would we go shopping?"

"Because Sara bought us things and so we should get her something!"

I officially put down my cleaning rag and looked at her, baffled.

"You know, you have a very good point, missy. Once I finish in here we can go. How does that sound?"

Her face lit up like a Christmas tree and she emitted a loud screech I knew meant she was more than happy to hear what I had said. She was my little girl alright, but sometimes the strength of her voice makes me want to be a proud owner of a muzzle.

"Thank you, mommy. I love you," she exclaimed as she rushed into my arms.

I hugged her tight with a warm and motherly embrace as I always do and laughed into her blond hair.

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Three hours later and I was ready to collapse as we entered the house after all that shopping. The mall was packed with plenty of people and the stores had nothing that would strike Sara's interest. Then when Lindsey and I finally found a store that had a few things, the prices were insane and definitely not in my budget. Alas, though, we did manage to find something a little out of price range that I loved as much as Sara would.

When I told Lindsey it was perfect and that we were getting it, she rolled her eyes, scoffed and poked her finger into her mouth to show how disgusted she was. I only laughed and told her Sara would appreciate it, which is when Lindsey shrugged it off and wore a small smile.

Now she was running around the house like she had several cups of coffee, three Kit-Cat bars, two Snickers bars, a box of Nerds, and to top it off a packet of Fun Dips. I hadn't even fed her ice cream today! She was too excited for my taste, but I was glad to know she was okay with meeting Sara…or maybe she was only excited about the gift she was going to get.

Ah, my girlfriend. She always has to be such a charmer. I can't believe she bought Lindsey something! She's only ever seen my daughter once and completely fell in love with her as if she could consider her a daughter to herself. She's the first person to ever consider Lindsey as well as me. I guess that means this is really going as well as anyone could hope.

I smile to myself and I knew I shouldn't have the second Lindsey pointed at me with wide eyes and a dropped jaw.

"You like her, don't you?"

I was shocked. My five year old could see right through me. I swear she's the legal drinking age instead of small for her age and always hyper.

"Of course I like her. She's my friend."

"No, she has to be more than that! I remember before you and daddy weren't you and daddy, he spun you around the living room and you had that same look you have now!"

Busted.

I bit my bottom lip and blushed. I was smiling even greater than I had been and looked down at my feet. Lindsey was laughing and continued to tease me and I figured she was okay with it, but if I was going to be honest I don't think she really knew what anything meant. She wasn't even in kindergarten yet. What would she know?

"She's finally coming here. Let's focus on that, all right?"

"Yeah, okay."

Somehow I don't think I should believe that's the end of it.

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I had fallen asleep for only half an hour when I heard a loud knock resound through my sleepy ears on the front door. Lindsey was nowhere to be in sight until she flew down the stairs with excitement oozing out of her fingers and toes.

"It's Sara! It's Sara! I saw her, mommy! She's here! She's really here!"

I clumsily shuffled to the door and opened it to see Sara with a giant box under one of her arms and a goofy smile I adored. She was contagious, her smile infectious and Lindsey bolted between the two of us.

"Is that for me," she eagerly asked about the large box.

"Yes, it is," Sara chuckled as she began to relinquish the package. Lindsey greedily snatched it from my girlfriend and ran off with it into the kitchen.

"Hi," I properly greeted.

"Hey," she spread her smile to display those lovely gap teeth of hers.

"Come on in. As you can tell, I'm not your only fan."

Lindsey shrieked with pure joy and jumped up and down toward us. "It's a fort builder! We can make forts!"

"Oh boy," I said and all that did was get Sara to giggle. Lindsey wrapped herself around one of Sara's legs with a smile.

"Thank you, Sara! Mommy, do you think we can make them right now?"

"Uh, give Sara and I a few minutes to catch up. We'll make one after dinner."

"Okay," Lindsey let her smile fade as she wanted to do something right that instant, like always.

"Your gift is in the trunk of my car," Sara whispered into my ear to make sure Lindsey didn't hear. She seemed well prepared for the fact Lindsey liked finding things and snooping around, but I did tell her my daughter was a natural Curious George.

"Oh, okay. Any particular reason you couldn't risk bringing it inside?"

"Yeah, but I'll get it when Lindsey's out of the house for the night. You should look in to getting a babysitter while I'm here."

"Right," I slowly stated. I got the picture, but I still wasn't sure what it could be. Lingerie could be something she wouldn't want Lindsey to see. A whip, stilettos, edible panties, all things Lindsey's eyes should not discover…well, ever! "Before I get this babysitter, are you going to tell me how you managed time off?"

"After, but before we do anything dirty," she grinned against my earlobe. Her wrangled breath on my flesh was intoxicating. I knew Nancy would be hearing from me by the end of the night for alone time with my girl.

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