Added into Daddy’s Life novel Chapter 39

***SMUT WARNING***

(I apologize in advance if the Italian spelling in the restaurant section of the story is wrong....I used Google translate lol)

Mya's P.O.V.

By the time daddy and I were finished, Louis was waiting for us. His jaw dropped when he saw me. "Wow Mya you...you look stunning." I smiled, "thank you Louis."

I climbed into the car and I felt my palms get sweaty. I sighed, I'm so nervous... I mean this is technically a date. I've never been on a date before and I just don't know what to expect.

"Babe why are you worrying so much? You look great." Jamie spoke softly so daddy wouldn't hear. I sighed closing my eyes, "I'm so nervous Jamie. I mean what if I mess up my dress or say something I shouldn't? Daddy would hate me..." He shook his head and wrapped his arm around me. "Everything is gonna be fine hun. So what if you mess up your dress...you'll still look beautiful. Your daddy would never hate you, ok? You and I both know that." I hesitated, I guess he's right. Daddy wouldn't hate me....would he?

"Mya princess.." I jumped hearing daddy's voice. I looked over at him but he was already out of the car.

"Come on babe, we're here."

I stepped out of the car and stumbled a bit because of my heels. I don't get how people walked in theses. I would have been perfectly fine in sneakers.

I linked my arm in daddy's arm, just like I've seen the ladies do it in the movies. He guided me into the restaurant and walked up the the man with the large mustache.

"Ciao michael! Chi è questa bella signora?" (Hello Michael! Who is this lovely lady?)

Daddy smiled and hugged the tiny man. "Ciao Lorenzo! Questo è mio, la mia ragazza.." (Hi Lorenzo! This is Mya, my girlfriend).

My eyes widened. Daddy can speak Italian?!?!

The man led us to a table in the center of the restaurant. This table was bigger than all the rest. This table had heart shaped seats and rose pedals beautifully spread all over the table.

I was honestly shocked. This place was so amazing. It was dimly lit but the chandeliers that hung from the ceiling added class and elegance.

A new waiter came over and smiled politely. "Good evening, should I start this beautiful couple out with some wine." I felt a little more comfortable knowing that she spoke English.

I thought for a moment....isn't wine alcohol?? No no no that's so bad for you...

Daddy looked at me in confusion but spoke not taking his eyes off me. "Sure, but just one glass...she doesn't drink. I'll have a half a glass of Montoya Cabernet and my queen here, will have...." He raised an eyebrow expecting me to answer. I cleared my throat, "um can I have apple juice please?"

The woman smiled..."aww how cute! Of course you can sweetheart. I'll be right back." She quickly walked away leaving daddy and I alone.

"So what do you think?" Daddy asked leaning towards me so I could hear him better. I smiled speaking truthfully, "I really like it daddy. And look at this dress...it's beautiful. Thank you so much for today. This is honestly the best day ever."

He smiled as his cheeks reddened, "You deserve it princess."

The woman came back with our drinks and daddy thanked her. She took out a pen and notepad, "what would you guys like to eat tonight?" Daddy looked over at me, "You wanna order?" I quickly shook my head. I hate being put in the spotlight. Every time I speak with a person I don't  know I stutter. It's so embarrassing but I can't even control it.

Daddy nodded and cleared his throat. "I'll have the beef ravioli with a side of the noodle soup. My girl friend will have the chicken alfredo with a small order of the mini toast." Daddy looked at me making sure that was ok. I nodded and smiled, that honestly did sound delicious.

The woman collected the menus, which we did not look at, and spoke. "I'll have that our right away." She quickly walked away almost as if she was intimidated by something.

There was a long silence between daddy and I. It made me a little uncomfortable so I asked the first thing that came to mind.

"Daddy, where did you learn to speak Italian?"

He thought for a moment and a very faint smile formed on his lips. "When I was growing up my parents took my brother and I to Italy to visit my grandparents but we ended up staying the whole summer. My grandparents were Italian and they didn't speak any English so my parents enrolled my brother and I in Italian language classes. The classes were three times a week and each class was two hours. We had to take exams all the time but I didn't mind much because I actually enjoyed learning it, so it all came easy to me."

I nodded that seems fun. It would be cool to learn a language in the actual place where they speak it.

"Daddy..." I said as more things popped into my mind. "I didn't know you have a brother." He nodded as his eyes lit up. "Yep!! He's two years older than me. We're actually pretty close." I smiled, I wish I had siblings.

Daddy looked me in the eyes and spoke cautiously. "What was your dad like?" I froze...I wasn't expecting that. I guess daddy read my face because he sat up straighter in his chair. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I thought for a moment...should I talk about it?....I mean I do trust daddy a lot...

I shook the doubt from my head and spoke. "My dad....he was the best. He made sure I was always happy and there wasn't a day that went by where he didn't make me laugh. He told me funny stories at bedtime and he would always make my favorite meals for dinner. He even did my homework when I got to frustrated to look at the paper. He was just....amazing. I just wish I got a chance to say goodbye..." I blinked back tears that desperately wanted to fall. I didn't want to cry...not tonight. This was a night for me and daddy...and I didn't want to turn everything into a pity party.

Daddy sat there watching me. It looked like he was deep in thought but he didn't say a word. The waitress came over and placed the food in front of us. "Here you go...beef ravioli with a side of noodle soup and chicken alfredo with mini toast for the lady...enjoy."

I scanned over the food as my tummy growled. Everything looked amazing. I grabbed my fork and stuck it into the creamy chicken.

"No no no princess.." daddy said halting my actions. "We need to say grace.."

I looked at him a little confused... grace? I haven't said graced or even prayed since dad died. Daddy reached his hands across the table and held it out towards me. "Come on baby."

I slowly placed my hand in his and sighed. He closed his eyes and I followed suit. " Dear Lord, thank you for today. Thank you for letting my princess enjoy herself today. Thank you for bringing her into my life and making me the happiest man alive. Tonight Lord, we thank you for the food help it to nourish our bodies and keep us strong in Jesus name, amen."

"Amen."

We began to eat in silence. The food was so good. The chicken was so tender and creamy and the noodles had sprinkled cheese on top. I just loved it. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I took the first bite. 

"Oh my gosh daddy...this is sooo good." Daddy look up at me and let out a heavy laugh.

"Is that so?" I nodded shoveling another forkful into my mouth. He laughed again but this time it was much harder and his face began to turn red. "Baby it's all over your face." He grabbed a napkin from the holder and gently cleaned my face. I smiled gratefully.....I really love my daddy..

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