Following that incident, we decided to go home. Changing into night clothes we settled on the loveseat together. I usually sat by myself in the chair, I knew sitting next to him would be something new. I had on an over-sized t-shirt and no panties, dad was in his usual t-shirt and sweat pants, with slippers. Dad's feet were always cold it seemed. I pulled a blanket over us and snuggled into daddy as tight as I could.

With my hand rubbing his chest I asked, "Daddy, do you love me?"

"Of course I love you, what would make you ask a question like that?"

"No daddy, not like I'm...