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Unable to deny him, Gail made her slow trek over to him until she was standing directly in front of him, head bent forward to avoid his eyes. She sniffled a bit, wishing to appear as pitiful as possible. Raising her arms, she waited for him to pick her up and baby her just like he had done to Ulric.
And, unable to resist, Jack scooped her up and settled her onto his skinny lap. He held her close, letting her tuck her head under his chin protectively. “Are you okay now, sweetie?”
She shook her head, snuggling into her father and trying to absorb every ounce of affection he was giving. “Dadda…hate icky baby..” she whimpered, only allowing him to see her this way. “Hate sharing..”
He pulled her close against him with a sigh. “I know it’s hard to have to share. But Gail, just because I love Ulric doesn’t mean I love you any less. Love isn’t,” he paused as he tried to think of a metaphor she’d understand, “isn’t like a cup of juice. It never runs out, no matter how much you drink.” He kissed the top of her head.
Jack Maple 