Chapter 70-That’s Not How Daddy Does It

Ethan blinked, shocked and horrified by his young daugh ter’s question. “Of course not, Paisley.” He assured her. “I don’t want you to ever think that.”

“Was it because I’m a runt like Eve said?” Paisley asked, her lower lip trembling.

Ethan feels a fresh burst of rage towards the horrible she wolf but tries to soothe his fraying temper for his pups sake. “Sweetheart, listen to me very carefully.” He began, searching for the right words to explain such a complicated situation to one so young. “Your Mommy wanted you more than anything in the world. It’s my fault she left it’s only ever been my

fault.”

Paisley’s little nose crinkled in confusion. “How?”

“I know it’s hard to understand, but she couldn’t take care of you then, and I could. I forced her to go away, but she left you with me to save her life.” Ethan confessed.

“How’d you force her?” Paisley questioned, not under standing one bit how her wonderful Daddy could ever do any thing bad.

“Angel, one of the things you’ll learn as you grow up, is that people make a lot of mistakes.” He explained. “Now, smart

people learn from their mistakes and do better in the future, but doing the right thing later can’t erase the harm our mis

takes do in the first place – and Daddy made a lot of mistakes

when your Mommy and I were married. I wasn’t a very good man, and she left because I did something bad.”

Sharing this with Paisley was harder than he ever could have imagined. The sweet pup thought he hung the moon it self, and it killed him to think she might not look at him the same way again. He’d learned a long time ago that nothing had the power to make a person feel remorse for their past in discretions more than having kids, but this was on another level entirely. He wanted to live up to her image of him so bad

ly it hurt, and he knew the old him never would.

“But the day you were born was the day I got a second chance, Paisley.” He continued huskily. “That was when I de cided to always try to do the right thing from then on out. You

were and always will be my rainbow baby, the miracle that taught me how to be a better man.”

“But Mommy still felt hurt?” Paisley inquired, looking over whelmed with information but not frightened or angry.

“That’s right.” Ethan confirmed.

feel hurt now?” Paisley wondered

afraid so, sweetheart.”

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welled up, “Does that mean

to help Jane relax aside, this wasn’t a conversation they could have without her. “Never.” Ethan vowed, carrying her back into the bedroom. Knocking on the bathroom door, he waited until Jane called

hair pinned up on top of her head. In any oth er circumstances Ethan would have been having to smother his arousal, but right now he

up at the little girl, immediately sensing

turned her wide puppy dog eyes up to him, begging for a res cue. Ethan squatted down

such anguish crossed Jane’s face that Ethan wished he could have spared her the question, but he knew Paisley needed

hand to Paisley, and Ethan gave the child a

in Jane’s eyes by the

her, and Jane took her small face in her

I have wanted you every day since.

you every bit as much as

“I thought I was doing what was best for you. You wouldn’t have lived if you stayed with me, so I gave you up so that

eyes. Jane want ed to hug her desperately, but realized she couldn’t do so without soaking the

wiped her eyes,

Paisley snuggled in, skin to skin with her mother for the first time since her birth, and cried her little heart out against Jane’s breast. Jane shushed and pet her, wondering how long the sweet pup

or sad or scared, I always want

what you’re feeling. Because there’s nothing you could ask or say that would ever

nodded with a sniffle.

by watching his daughter bond with her mother this way. He was mildly surprised when Paisley looked over at him, and asked, “You’ll never leave me

to Paisley – not about this. “Never.” He

when Ethan and Jane went out to

watch the kids. In Jane’s mind it was something of a test,

into chaos.

the living room with a book and waited for them to rouse. Paisley was the first to emerge from her slumber, toddling down the hall and rubbing her eyes. “Hello there sleepyhead.” Eric

are you doing here?” She yawned,

shopping. I’m going to watch you until they’re back.” He explained. “Are you hungry? Would

an apple?” She asked

you want me to cut it up for

him into the kitchen. She watched him as he pulled out an apple and began to slice it. “That’s not how

promptly.

I’m sorry, how does your Daddy do it?” Eric

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