"Can I at least have a mommy?"
He had explained to Braelynn simply that her mother slept with the stars, when she had asked a couple of weeks ago. His daughter not truly understanding, had just nodded and continued to play. He supposed the question hadn't popped out of thin air. Most children on TV had both parents and so did many of her friends at Day-Care.
Guilt flared inside him. Braelynn had no strong female influence in his life. He relied on YouTube to teach him how to style her hair and dreaded her teenage years.
He felt a little body crawl onto the bed and wiggle against his back under the covers. He knew he should have put her in her own bed. Instead, he turned over and brought her small body to his chest.
"I love you. So much." He whispered, letting his words get lost in the air.
A/N: It's my Birthday today, so don't forget to leave me some love! (I'm no longer a teenager and I'm taking it kinda hard ;D )