My Princess (DDLG)

The dark

I sat at my desk.
Trying to keep my eyes open.
My office was filled with drawings and pictures that Emmy had made for me.
I smiled every time I saw them.

I couldn't help myself. She made me smile. So much.

I pulled out my phone.

Miss you Emmy bear.

I smiled as I pressed send.

I got up and went over to the receptionist.

"Anything for me?" I asked as I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.

"A Mr Jenkins, wants you to call him back." Sally responded.

I nodded. "Thanks."

I sat at my desk and opened up my email.

Checking my phone while it loaded.

25 new emails. Ugh.

No. I'm not talking to you!

I chuckled as a second text popped up.

Miss you too.

I could hear the sulky tone in her text.

It made me smile.

Oh don't be pouty.

I responded.

I'm not pouty.

I smiled, yet again.

I couldn't help myself. Everytime I thought of her I just... Smiled.

I shook my head.

I really had to concentrate.

"Sir, you have a Tamara here to see you."  Sally said of the phone intercom.

"She can come in." I responded.

I love you baby.

I texted Emma quick before closing my phone in my drawer.

"Hey." Tamara said as she came in and sat down.

"Tamara." I smiled at her.
"I'm guessing you have the chapters I asked for?"

She nodded and pulled out a yellow folder.

Tamara was one of my clients. I was an Editor and publisher at Madden and Co.

She thanked me and left to make another appointment with Sally.

I took the folder and put it on my filing bin.

I had several manuscripts to look through by the end of the week.

I was just... Out of it.

Emma's family was coming back into town and were going to stay with us for a week and well..

They didn't approve of me.
Imagine what they would think of our relationship!

Oh God.

I took my phone out the drawer.

I love you too Da.
Are you okay?

I'm okay Emmy.
Are you?

Yep. I'm okay Da.
Doing my chores.
Watching my little pony while I'm doing them.

Have fun Emmy.

I picked up one of the manuscripts and my red pen.

She ran through the dark cavern. Her foot steps echoing. Matching her heart beat.