Prologue

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"Daddy . . . Isn't that a sexual pet name?"

"If you want it to be."

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Harry fixes the beanie on his head and bites his lip softly, looking at the older man from afar.

He had feathery caramel hair tousled upward into a quiff. He wore tight, black skinny jeans with a black button up. His skin had a beautiful tan and his cheek bones were visible very much.

Harry slapped himself a couple times, just to make sure he was real.

The man looked around the busy mall and quickly spotted Harrys stare. His mouth curved upward into a dashing smirk as he checked the younger boy out, who was squirming under his gaze.

The man was about to walk up to Harry, until his mum interrupted him.

"Harry, dear. Let's go to the food court, I'm starving." she pats her stomach and motions for Harry to follow after her.

Harry nods as he looks at her, taking one last glance at the beautiful man before following after his mum like a lost puppy.

Little did Harry know that he would be calling the same man 'daddy' soon.

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A/N-

and no, Harry is not a baby. He is eighteen.


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