“I’m sure I can find you a man that doesn’t have children yet,” Jake said, somewhat dismissively. “You shouldn’t have to raise other women’s children.”
I frowned a little, opening my eyes again.
I couldn’t tell if Jake had noticed or not, but the person I had been describing was Damien.
Damien’s POV
I thought that a tuxedo might be too much, so I settled on wearing a crisp black suit with matching tie. My shirt was white, with sharp collars, and I had decided to slick back my hair.
As I stepped out of my bedroom to show the girls, they oohed and awed their appreciation.
“You look great, Daddy!” Amy said.
“Thanks, honey,” I replied.
“Now, Daddy,” Stacy said, sounding like she was ready to get down to business. “Don’t forget that you need to make a good first… impress… uh… impress-sh
