Daddy Dearest

"Daddy," Kendall said gently, and I looked down at them, stroking their cheeks lovingly.

"Yes, sweetheart?" I asked.

"We have something to tell you," Mandy piped in, and my eyes danced between the two of them.

"What is it, my girls?" I asked, my heart and my mind fearing the worst.

The fears was constantly there. They were going to find someone else, decide this wasn't working for them. They were going to leave me, split up our perfect relationship, walk away from all of this to have lives of their own, with men they could marry, men that only belong to one girl. I was worried they'd realize this wasn't what they wanted. And my heart rocked with the anticipation of them telling me just that.

"Daddy," Kendall said again. "We..."

"You what?" I asked, trying to fight off my nerves. "Come on, baby girl, don't play around."

Kendall looked at her sister for help, and I locked eyes with Amanda, my heart pounding as I waited for her to deliver the news.

"Daddy, we're going to have babies," Amanda said with a sweet little smile playing on my lips.

My heart fucking stopped as I stared at them.

"A baby?" I asked, my voice shaky. "Which one of you..."

"Both of us," Kendall admitted shyly, giving me a brilliant grin. "We were both late. Probably about a month into it now."

"And we're sorry if you don't want this," Amanda hurried. "We were scared of telling you. We took the tests today and... we are. Both of us."

"Pregnant?" I asked, and they both looked at the ground guiltily. "Fuck..."

Kendall's bottom lip trembled and Amanda bit hers, and I realized they were misconstruing my reaction.

I jumped up, and they flinched at the sight of it, but I made them get up, a brilliant smile playing on my lips.

"My little girls," I said. "I'm going to be a fucking father. How perfect."

Their eyes lit up and I hugged them both, pulling them against me, their tight little bodies bursting with emotion just as much as mine was.

"Oh, Daddy," Kendall whispered.

"You're not angry?" Amanda wanted to know, and I grinned at them.

"No fucking way," I said simply. "This is all I ever wanted. And both of you at the same time... Fuck, girls, you've made me the happiest man in the world."

I pulled Kendall against me as Amanda crushed her lips against mine, kissing me hungrily. I pulled her back after a moment, kissing Kendall too, tasting her, fucking enjoying this like I didn't even imagine I would.

"This is going to be perfect," I told them. "Fucking perfect, and I couldn't be happier. You've made me so fucking proud, so damn happy. And I'm so thankful I have you both."

They both cuddled against me and I held them close. Life was good. And it was only going to get better.

***

That night, I told the girls they could both sleep in my bed for a change.

When we'd moved into the house, they surprised me by saying they wanted to share a room. I was fully expecting catfights, tears and screaming over who would get to share a bedroom with me, but they acted grown up and told me I could pick one of them each night. We rarely slept in the same bed, the three of us. It was an unspoken rule that they wouldn't touch, wouldn't do anything inappropriate with one another. I drew the line there, and they never pushed it.

But tonight, I let the girls curl up on either side of me, content and so happy they were almost purring as they cuddled closer to their daddy.

I still couldn't stop the smile spreading over my face every time I thought about their news. They'd made me the happiest man on earth, and this was the perfect ending to the perfect day.

"Daddy," Kendall whispered as we all drifted off to sleep. "Cuddle me, hug me closer."

"No," Amanda hissed from the other side. "Hug me, Daddy."

I pulled on their hair gently, reminding them of their place.

"What has Daddy taught you?" I asked them, and they mumbled something to themselves. "Fucking louder, girls."

"Daddy taught us to share," they recited in perfect unison. "Like all good girls do."

It was the most important lesson I'd given them, making sure that, when one of them wanted my attention, the other one wouldn't be jealous as hell. I pulled them both against me, their heads settling on my chest as they drifted off.

"I love you, Daddy," Amanda muttered, already half asleep.

"I love you, princess," I said back.

"I love you too, Daddy," Kendall's voice came a moment later.

"I love you, baby girl," I told her gently.

I heard the sounds of their steady breathing a second later, and soon after, I felt myself slipping away, too.

I woke up hours later, sliding out of bed to get a glass of water. When I reached the door, I looked back at the bed with my past, my present and my future. My girls had crawled together, and they held each other in perfect sisterly love, their heads resting on the same pillow, their arms wrapped around one another, silently comforting themselves even in their sleep.

Yes, I'd done a good job, I thought to myself, smiling as I watched them sleep.

They were the best little girls any daddy could wish for, and I'd never been prouder of them.THE END