daddy | Zeke x Reader
Zeke was quite easy. All she had to do was say the right thing and give him a cute look and he would just cave in.
Currently, Zeke was staring down at her as she walked in, shopping bags lining her arms. At least three more bags then she knew she should have. And by the way he was looking at her, he knew that too. She let the bags fall from her arms onto the couch, then walking towards him.
“So, how much did all this cost?”
She pursed her lips together, crossing her arms, making sure it pressed her cleavage up.
“It wasn’t that much more than you said I could spend.”
Zeke shot down a serious look, waiting for an actual response from her. She mumbled out her response, which was significantly over the spending limit he had sent.
“But, daddy.” She batted her eyes up at him, knowing how much he loved hearing that nickname. “I only spent that much so I could wear the cutest things, only for you.”
Zeke’s eyes darted towards the bags, catching the designers name on it. Fuck, she knew his weak spots too easy. The idea of seeing that expensive lingerie tightly wrapped around his baby girl made the angry screws in him loosen. I mean, it’s not that much money compared to his latest paycheck. Especially not, if she bought that cute thong she caught him looking at in the newest catalog.
He shook his head and laughed, “what am I ever going to do with you, baby girl?”
A wide smile spread on her face and she led him to the bedroom, excitedly grabbing a very specific bag of clothes.