I have to admit, usually I suck at doing anything for Father’s Day. Growing up my mom always took care of getting things for my dad and since I’ve been married, hubby and I don’t do much for each other for holiday (when we need something we get it so it’s hard to come up with gift ideas).
This year, for Mother’s Day, hubby took the kids out and got me some great stuff – a new computer bag for me (I didn’t have one), a huge wine glass, and a bottle of my favorite wine. The kids each picked out and signed cards for me. It wasn’t much, but it was a lot to me.
I knew I had to do something for Father’s Day.
Since I know he doesn’t read this, I know I can tell you what I did for him. He’s wanted a ring for his right hand because the kids fight over who gets to hold his hand with the ring. He found one on Amazon and ordered it for himself. At least I know he’ll like it.
The surprise is I also got him a rash guard and water bottle because he’s been asking for both. It’s not much, but it’s enough for him to know I was thinking about him and love him. I’ll make sure the kids get him cards also, and he’ll be happy.
At least I hope so.
My favorite dad in my books has been Ryder, from Wait For It. Not only is he seriously sexy, but he’s a sweet dad who cares about his daughter. Ryder is the kind of man we all dream about finding, right? Kind, caring, loving, a good father, an amazing lover, someone dedicated to the people he loves. Sounds perfect, right?
Here’s a sneak peak for you, from Wait For It. Cat wasn’t so sure about Ryder…
Cat watched from behind Lizzy as Ryder carried chairs to the shed. She let herself dream about his tight muscles and bulky frame covering her body and making her feel. She wanted to feel something. It had been too long since Cat had any interaction with a man, but she knew Ryder was the last one she needed to be messing with.
Cat turned away from Ryder and started wiping down the tables. She wiped down the tables and chairs quickly, trying to do whatever she could to help out. Once all the tables were clean, Cat flipped the first one onto its side and slid the locks up to fold the legs into the bottom of the tabletop. She lifted the table but knew it would be a struggle to get it to the shed.
She tried shifting the weight of the table and was surprised when it suddenly seemed lighter. She looked behind her and saw Ryder lifting the back end of the six foot table. “I had it,” she said.
“I was just trying to help. It actually saves me time to have them folded up so if you don’t mind folding the legs underneath, I can come and get it.”
Cat again found her mind drifting to something else she wanted Ryder to come and get. She dropped the table without a word and walked back to the patio. She flipped the next table over and folded the legs up, then moved onto the next one.
Once she’d collapsed the four tables on the patio, Cat started folding up the extra chairs. Ryder carried the tables to the shed and returned to get the chairs leaning against the side of the house. Once Cat folded the last of the chairs she picked up two chairs under each arm and carried them to the shed. She passed Ryder on his way back and let herself get lost in his sapphire eyes again. But only for a moment.
Cat’s arms were starting to ache by the time she carried the last set of four chairs to the shed. Ryder was inside, assessing the space when Cat walked in. “Thanks,” he said. She mumbled, “You’re welcome,” and turned to leave.
“Cat, wait,” Ryder said, following her out of the shed.
She stopped and faced him. She was tired and starting to sweat even though the air was cooling off in the late afternoon. She really wasn’t in the mood for whatever he was going to say. Not when she’d been fantasizing about him all day and knew nothing could ever happen.
“Listen, I was wondering if I could take you out sometime?” Ryder asked. He knew it was a weak proposition but being so close to her made him anxious. Passing by her carrying chairs for the last ten minutes turned him on more than it should have. But watching her breathing heavily and seeing her hair beginning to stick to her sweaty neck made him want to make her feel that way in his bed, not in a backyard that didn’t belong to either of them.
“Why?” Cat asked. She had learned most guys who asked her out right after they met just thought she was attractive. She wasn’t interested in being someone’s Ms. Right Now. She knew that’s what Ryder was thinking and she wasn’t going to put herself through that.
“Why?” he asked, confused. He’d rarely been turned down before and he certainly hadn’t ever been asked why he wanted to take someone out. “Well, because I think you’re beautiful and you intrigue me. I want to get to know you better.”
Cat blew a breath of laughter through her nose. She shook her head, disappointed that he was exactly who she thought he’d be. “I don’t think so Ryder. I’m flattered, but it’s not a good idea.”
Cat turned on her heel and walked into the house. Ryder stood watching her go, wondering what he said wrong. And how in the world he was going to fix it.
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