*Eric was on the bed, waiting for you finish your nightly routine.

When you finally entered the bedroom, he puts the book he were reading away with his eyes fixed on you.

He then beckoned you to come closer with a slow curl of his fingers. He expected resistance and was ready to come get you but you surprised him.

You settled yourself on his lap and sighed contently. Eric hid a smile and he carefully shifted so you were comfortable, his strong arms wrapped around, squeezing you to him. *

"Is my sweet girl finally tired enough that she came willingly to daddy's lap?" he whispered teasingly into your ears.