Bound By His Daughter

Jules approached him with a smile plastered on her face as she looked from Ceaser to Ivy to see her reaction of a new face.

"This is Ivy." Jules said.

Ceaser’s thinned lips curved into a smile and soon it grew wider into a grin. He loved the name Jules had given her.

"Ivy." He said “That’s a beautiful name.”

Ivy snapped her gaze from Jules to Ceaser when he said her name. Then she beamed up at him before she reached out to him.

"Dada."

Jules froze and her gaze met Ceaser’s surprised ones. Ceaser was surprised at Ivy’s outburst but he almost couldn’t contain the joy that exploded in his heart. Just that word made his day...his life.

“Ivy, no. Not Dada.” Jules tried to tell Ivy "I'm sorry. She’s never called anyone that before. She must have picked it up from the kids at the day-care or at the park." Jules said to Ceaser.

"It’s alright. May I?” He asked Jules for permission to carry her.

Jules was surprised that a man like him would want to carry a child.

“Of course.”

“Hey beautiful." Ceaser said as he picked Ivy from Jules’ arms. Ivy went willingly. "How are you?" Ceaser asked hoping she could understand him.

"Dada." She said again poking his face then giggling lightly which made him smile a full toothy smile.

Ceaser sat down carefully as Ivy just stared into his eyes like she was accessing him piece by piece. Then she launched up at him going for his hair but didn’t make it. He watched in fascination as she pulled at his tie trying to reach for his hair. When she finally made it, her tiny hands found its way to his hair and she began tugging

was fascinating how Ivy could make him seem relaxed and happy. She expected Ceaser to run the

it about this man?

thought.

strong-will, yet he seemed to have none of those with

her food before she got started on hers, she just had to heat it up a bit before she fed her. Somehow, she felt it was safe to keep Ivy with Ceaser. So far, he’d been a gentleman and he didn’t seem like the type of man that would

Intentionally.

of all those women who might have been hurt by

to quickly heat up her food." Jules asked and Ceaser looked

not wanting to sound too happy about being left alone

to scream ‘She’s my daughter.’ He looked at Jules who was still watching him closely. He knew she was contemplating leaving Ivy with him –

“She’ll be fine.” He

nodding her head before she left

same sofa Ceaser sat with Ivy, keeping some distance between them. The distance didn't stop Ceaser from being able to inhale her scent and it almost drove him to frenzy. She

Ivy." Jules said to Ivy who crawled out of Ceaser’s lap and into Jules’. Jules adjusted

full of the cereal and brought it near Ivy's mouth. Ivy opened up and once the cereal was in her mouth,

as he watched them. Jules would sometime have to say 'Ahh' before Ivy opened up her mouth. Ceaser was too caught up at the sight before he didn't realize he was smiling like a complete idiot.

"Ivy open up, few more spoons." Jules told Ivy as she placed the spoon

and a smile spread across her face. Ceaser smiled

She

wanted to deny it, Ivy saw Jules as her mother and there was nothing, he could do about it for now.

Jules' face then she pointed

"Dada."

of it but how could she explain a two years-old

she knew the truth behind Ivy’s