Trouble for a week. (Mac/Anyone)

"Still old school." I say with a smart ass grin.

"Old habbits die hard, huh?" I smirk.

I roll my eyes. "Whatever you say."

I just shake my head and smile.
"Special requests for dinner?" I ask her.

I shank my head. "Nope your the king."

"Quite a big word to hear from you." I counter but shrug.

I roll my eyes. "Its your kingdom." I mumble after that.

I space out for a minute. "Say what?" I turn my head to one side and look at Mac.

"Nothing. I guess I should see what we're having for dinner then..." I say and turn to walk to my kitchen. "And if you need anything, just tell me."

I nod. "Kay." I look around. "this is a nice place." I look out the window and see a teenage boy smiling at me.

"Thanks."

"I love the view." I say and grab a piece of paper and write my number on it big so the boy across the way can see it.

I turn around and watch your actions with a smile.
"I see." I say still smiling.

I just a text a minute later from the boy and I giggle.

I hear her giggle and smile, while I try to find something nice for dinner.
"You up to macaroni and cheese?"

"Sure." I say with a smile and walk over to you then hug you. "I wish you were my real dad."

"I'm glad to hear that. Sometimes I wish that, too." I tell her while holding her close for a while.

I look at you. "Really?"

"Well, would spare you a lot of trouble I guess. Besides I don't know if you know that, but I spent a lot of time with you when you were younger. I don't don't know if you remember that, because you were a small girl then. Maybe a year old, till you were four or five..." I say and look at you.

I shank my head. "no, I don't remember I wish I did, but.........." I shank my head again. [b]"Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. You were a sweet little girl back then. Actually you were my sweet little girl." I say with a hint of pride in my voice.

I smile. "at least I was some one's Little girl.....At one point."

"Hey, you're still my little girl." I say and smile. "Just a lot more grown up and tough then back then."

"And more messed up." I say. "The one thing I'm scared of is turning in too my dad."