Elena kissed the top of his head. “Too late, honey. You’re already a dad. You never stood a chance.”
“What? It’s a compliment!”
“Relax. She’s not in love with you , Leo. She’s in love with the idea of a man who is safe, and kind, and fixes things. You’re the prototype. She’s just practicing.” 246. Dad Crush
She leaned her head on his shoulder, and for a moment, the weird tension vanished. It was just a dad and his daughter on a rainy day.
“Room. Now.”
“Dad,” she said, her voice soft. “Can I ask you something?”
“Supermodels leave their socks on the floor, too, honey. But no. Not my type.” Elena kissed the top of his head
Leo froze, carving knife hovering mid-air. His wife, Elena, snorted into her wine glass. “Mia, honey, that’s… a weird thing to say.”