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I like waking up with him.

You're a guy, of course it would for you.

Hey, sweetheart, I might not do it often, but I do know what it's like from that end of things.

[Oh, those are just the sort of details Lila doesn't need about her dad.] It's uncomfortable, isn't it?

It can be. But if you find someone who cares about you and will make sure you enjoy it, well, it can be really good.

[Have a hug.] Thanks, Daddy.

*hugs her tightly* Be careful, sweetheart. I just want you to be happy.

I'll be careful. I promise.

I love you, baby.

I love you, too, Dad.

Getting too grown up to call me Daddy now?

I'll never be too old for that.

Good.

That'll never change.

Good, because you'll always be my little girl.

Promise?

Always.

Even if I start dating someone?

Yeah, I guess so.

Pinky promise?

What are we, six?

[Lila held out her hand, pinky extended.] Why does everyone ask that?

It's a perfectly legitimate question. *curls his pinkie around hers*

[Yay! Pinky promise!] Every single time?

Yep.

That's just mean-spirited.