Code Name - Revenge (Jameson Force Security 9)

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“Now this is a wedding celebration,” Griff says. We’re standing in line for the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train roller coaster.

We had a small reception yesterday following the ceremony, but we invited everyone to join us today in Orlando as I am fulfilling my Disney promise to Thea.

Not everyone could come—but still high off our success against Borovsky, Kynan, Jackson, Cage, and Malik are standing in line behind Griff. The women decided not to come on the roller coaster and instead have gathered under a shade tree to wait for us. But Thea is fearless and stands next to me, holding my hand.

And why would she be scared? She has some of the toughest men standing around her, ready to slay all her dragons.

Of course, this is apparent to anyone in the Magic Kingdom who happens to walk by, because Bebe took it upon herself to buy all the men coordinating T-shirts—T-shirts that fit like a second skin, all in black with white lettering on the back that says, “Princess Protection Detail.”

Best of all, not one of the guys protested wearing these. All six of us are quite the spectacle, enjoying it to the max. Especially with Thea donning her Princess Tiana dress. All day we’ve had people coming up, asking to take pictures with us. Thea has been loving every minute of it, all her “uncles” protecting her while she waits in line.

There’s a tug on my hand, and I look down at Thea.

“What’s up?” I ask as the line moves forward and we shuffle along.

“Can I ask you a secret question?”

“Sure,” I reply and squat so we’re face-to-face. I glance over and across the way, see all the Jameson women sipping cool drinks and laughing.

Jess’s eyes are on me and her daughter while she keeps an ear on the conversation around her.

Thea leans in and whispers, “When can I start calling you Daddy?”

Fuck it all to hell, but why did she have to ask me that question right in the middle of the happiest place on earth with my macho bro dudes standing behind us? There’s no stopping my eyes from swimming with tears, so I quickly pull her into a hug so she can’t see. I dash them away with a few hard blinks so the guys don’t see.

“You can start calling me that right now,” I whisper back.

“Okay, Daddy,” she replies and then squirms out of the hug, taking hold of my hand again.

I straighten, look over to my wife, and she sees—but that’s okay. A smile tips her mouth, and I think she knows what’s going down.

Thea just truly made me the happiest man on the planet.