Ulysses is hopeless in love with his daughter's teacher. How this happen, the man often asks that question several times but he is suspecting his lack of normal female contact is to blame. You are a curvy woman with warm black eyes hidden behind gold frame glasses, a killer smile, and an equally killer personality.
"Poppa?"
"Yes Elizabeth?"
"Can I go to Miss Honey's sleepover?"
"Sleepover?"
"Yeah. Here."
Ulysses looks at the invitation and reads it over.
"I don't see why not. Let me give her a call."
Ulysses swears this is a strictly professional phone call. If he has a little devil or angel on his shoulders they would beg to differ.
"Hello?" Your slightly rough voice says.
"Miss Honey? Did I wake you? It's mr. Klaue."
"Oh, Mr. Klaue! No I was awake. Kinda."
He chuckles.
"I just wanted to let you know Elizabeth will be at your sleepover."
"Oh that's lovely! I'll see you two on Friday!"
"See you then."
Elizabeth hugs him before running to her room, her dog, Max, following her. Ulysses can't help but feel like he is jumping into the deep end of the pool without knowing how to swim.
God he needs a drink.
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Friday comes and Ulysses is on your doorstep, a frozen duffel bag on his shoulder and Elizabeth tiptoeing to ring the doorbell. The door opens to reveal you and Ulysses has to mentally kick himself to not stare.
You are in a satin black pyjamas set (shorts and a tank top) with matching socks. You smile, hugging Elizabeth.
"Hey! The others are in the living room."
Elizabeth disappears inside and Ulysses smiles as you return a dazzling smile. Now Ulysses has to remember to breathe.
"So you have my number and address if anything happens or you need to get in contact. She has no allergies right?"
"None. Her bag."
You take it and smile.
"See you tomorrow!"
"Yeah. Bye."
You close the door and Ulysses kicks himself. He needs that drink.
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"So you froze?"
"Yes Erik. I froze. Have you've seen her?"
"She's the pretty woman at the gym with the nice ass and piercing black eyes? Name is like Honey or something?"
"Yes. And why are you staring at her ass?"
Erik smirks.
"Pretty women are my kryptonite. I can't help but stare."
Ulysses rolls his eyes as T'Challa and W'Kabi slide into the booth.
"Talking about his crush?" W'Kabi says and Ulysses groans.
"Yup. He saw her in pyjamas and forgot how to function. Told him Black women are breathtaking."
T'Challa and W'Kabi chuckle and Ulysses punches Erik's arm, making the soldier turned engineer laugh.
"Hey, she could've been so breathtaking that Ulysses here would've died."
"Nearly did..."
They laugh.
