Touching the Heart of Ace

I was quite surprised to see him not lying next to me in the morning. I was so used to waking on his chest or under him, when the first ray of sunshine falls on my face.

I touched his side of the bed and pouted, not liking the way he was absent.

I had to see him first thing in the morning.

God, I was so spoiled.

I rubbed my eyes and savoured the feel of coldness creeping to my feet.

I went through our dialogues in my head to check if I had accidently forgot any meetings or plans Daddy had told me about.

I could come up with nothing.

I gently peeked to my Little Baby's room and my heart skipped a beat not seeing her there curled as a ball with her bum up in her blanket.

Even seeing her blue blanket on the floor - which was clearly Robbie's doing - I could not shake the paranoia of not seeing her.

I cleared my throat and called out for her, walking to the stairs. "Lia... baby... where are you?"

I heard a muffled baby giggle from downstairs and small feet running away.

I smiled, not even noticing it myself until I saw the reflection on the greenhouse glass panels.

They made me so happy.

My smile became wider when I saw white, pink and peach roses on the stair railing. I chuckled seeing no thorns on their stems; of course Robbie's father heart could not bear if they accidently pricked our baby and made her cry.

There were of course 'our' cards carefully placed in between bunches of flowers which were intimate and private only for a lover's eyes.

Thankfully, Lia could not read yet.

We had to cut short on our flirting a lot because she had started to listen well to our talks and words. So, now Daddy had to literally whisper them right to my ears.

I liked that so much; it was more romantic that way.

Some of the words were so cheesy and corny, making me giggle and laugh already.

"Little Baby??? Daddy??? Come on out." I called again before plucking another note from a Shenzhen Nongke orchid.

From where did he get all these beautiful exotic flowers.

I can believe this flower is man-made. But baby, you, my Pretty Little Angel... even your little finger must be crafted by gods of heaven for millions of years, to be this perfect.

I blushed bright red.

This man and his corniness.

I heard another baby giggle floating away from me.

"I am going to get you..." I giggled as well.

I missed them terribly.

"Daddy, Daddy, Davey is coming..." Lia tried hard to whisper but her giggles gave her away.

I loved her so much. She was so cute.

I wanted to squish her to my chest right this instant.

I saw a tiny foot behind the couch, so I tiptoed until I was right behind and I cradled her to my body and blew a raspberry on that baby tummy.

Her peals of laughter were music to my ears.

"Nuuuu... Nuuuu Davey... Nu..."

"I got you. I got you, baby girl. Got you. Now I am gonna throw you to sky. One two three..." I made a swing with my arms and 'threw' her.

"Ageeen... ageeen... ageeen Davey... ageen."

Of course I did it again.

"Where is Daddy, baby girl? Is he hiding?"

"Uh...uh... Daddy say hidee..."

"Aw! Then let us go find him."

She nodded enthusiastically before running off screaming for Daddy.

I could clearly see him standing behind the French door.

What was he doing here, in his chilly early morning wearing a shiny black suit, with equally shiny black shoes? I thought he hated that red silk tie.

Well, hated to wear it. He liked it too much, when I tied his hands to the bed post with the same.

We would be a quirky couple if someone saw us right now.

He was perfect with his wet hair combed back sleek and shining, in nice suit and shoes, wearing my favourite perfume of his, while I was still in my messy bed head, in night shirt with undone buttons and loose shorts past my hip bone, wearing the residual smell of our late night activities and warmth of the bed.

I noticed Robbie was hiding one hand behind his back.

"What you got?" I teased, before cradling his head in the circle of my arms.

"My heart."

I blushed and smiled. "So corny, first thing in the morning."

"Correction. So in love, the first thing in the morning."

"Oh, are you?"

"Very much so."

His eyes were skipping over my eyes and I could only blush and squirm with shyness.

I chuckled when he showed me the red rose he was hiding. He placed it inside the breast pocket of my night shirt, over my heart, after kissing there.

"Still not going to make you fried chicken every dinner."

I teased again. I had cut short on his oil in take late at night when I had noticed elevated B.P in his medical report last month. We had fallen into the routine of getting ourselves checked along with Lia.

was because of divorce related stress but

Angel? I am going to

You love your fried stuff than

know it, Brat. I love

Of course I did.

rock on my hand, which was estimated to be at least 11 million dollars by a YouTube gemmologist and a jewellery maker; he hadn't calculated

I shook my head.

Robbie was something else.

ring was

cheapest among the engagement and wedding rings in our whole family. His love, devotion and loyalty to my mother was questioned because of the price of the ring but my mom said

one of the ten luxurious private abodes

love with that ring that she wore it

ring box because it was as if the rings were also

other was worth merely thousands... yet

kiss on my forehead

love that ring." Robbie stated

"Yes."

"Dance with me, Angel?"

I flicked his ear, yet I went slack in his arms, so he could easily

and smacked herself to the back of my knee, talking nonstop

laugh and covered her in kisses. "Princess,

"Robbie..." I warned.

explain familial relationships to my baby girl mostly because of our faults. The situation with Robbie, Janice and I was not easy for an

and

That was it.

into his arms with Lia

Well, that was cute.

I giggled.

"Daddy, stop..."

swinging left and right but Lia was happy and smiling. Daddy had two left feet on a good day; one of

something about a surprise and my Little Torpedo went off again,

"Angel?"

"Mmm..."

happiest man on the world and

What? What the...

Why was he asking?

eyes and saw the answer in his guilt ridden eyes. I tried to push away

"Ro..."

man for you. I wish I were the

Robbie. What are

I could take my

Most

you are the perfect man for me. You

He shook his head.

morning, go to bed every night, do everything I want to do... You deserve me because I love you so... Because I can't think of loving

dreams filled with his ghosts of his touch, the ringing of his voices and the silhouette of his body... The feeling of guilt every time I had to squish down when I saw Tris... Augustus looking expectantly at my face; because I was seeing this man every

man for me, though

imperfect with

Yet...

all I

ago, for

was something I could not...

me..."

I had done pretending to hate him, his touches, his kisses... more than that I had done pretending not to want to kiss

to see him tied and helpless under me while I rode his shaft as if my life depended on it; how calm and peaceful I felt, just to hide my face in his chest and hug him with my eyes closed; how happy and cherished I

A chaste kiss; like this was first kiss

will fucking do this, every day in the morning to... to... be a better man for you, Angel. I promise... There are no words

do much but I had no mind to tell him that. He

I did. But that was

"No."

He froze.

to kiss you and hug you while you are still asleep. I want to feel your hands trying to keep me in bed some more time. I want to see your face and know for myself that we are real. I want to do what we have been doing already. Because it is perfect; already

kept on playing with

you will do that if

promise. Whatever my Angel

is settled then. Now, where is my

girl was gone

her tippy toes and

there?

an... Daddy an... Davey twaking... Twak twak...

my arms, patting her head. "Little Baby saw Daddy and Davey talking. So you

"Uuuhhh... uhhh..."

My Princess is a good

Lia, Daddy and

hoped that was what it was. Or we were executed on an inflated balloon; knowing my kid, that

perfect. You are perfect. My whole family is perfect. What a lucky me! I love you, Lia. Davey loves your surprise so

preened and blushed

"Lia makee... Daddy nooo..."

"Wow! Have you seen this Daddy, our perfect girl made a perfect picture of us? We have to put it in our

her

asked her to make a

Such a good dad!

Davey..." Lia pouted and

will make

and cuddled to my

me everything I ever wanted Robbie. You have given me a perfect daughter and a perfect man as a lover.

He nodded; smiling understandingly.

head turned away before kissing Daddy's forehead on my tippy toes and then on his lips and took my perfect family to kitchen

of course perfect family did not happen till few weeks

constipated and

Simon came in smiling so big and

piece

that I have a perfect family

No!

No!

No!

me

He got the divorce.

stop the sound of

me you are happy. Tell

not open my