He examined her perfect shoulder. Her perfect hair lying on her perfect neck. Her perfect breasts squeezed between her perfect arms. Her body was exquisite. Everything about her was exquisite. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead gently. She smiled shyly. She was awake.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi," he replied.
A pause, then...
"You're so beautiful," he told her.
"Thank you."
"I was just thinking, would I have watched you sleep when you were little, if I had been your proper father?"
"You are my proper father."
"Well, our recent behaviour suggests otherwise. But thank you, anyway. I just keep thinking about it, all the things I missed. I never changed your nappies..."
"Diapers."
"Diapers, schniapers...whatever. Where was I? Oh yes, I never changed your nappies, I never read you a be
