I met up with Ryan outside the restaurant and smiled. He looked so nice in his button up and slacks. We walked inside to our table and I looked around.

The place was nice and fancy, dimly lit lights with candles on every table. The tables all had white tablecloths that I prayed I wouldn't stain. There wasn't too many people here and we were near the corner of the restaurant.

"Hi," I said quietly.

"Hey," he said with a smile.

The waiter came and we ordered our food.

"So, have you ever online dated before?" I asked.

"A few times but they just never seem to work out for some reason," he said.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said quietly.

"It's alright," Ryan said. "I just have to find the perfect person."

I smiled softly and nodded my head.

"Where do you work?" I asked.

"I own a mortgage company," he said. "It's really successful."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes, I even live in a big mansion with a ten car garage that holds all my expensive luxury cars," he said.

"Really?" I asked. "My friend has a company too for a magazine and he's got a big house and nice cars too."

"I'm sure my stuff is nicer," Ryan said.

"Maybe, he doesn't care as much about that stuff, he just likes to help people," I said.

The food came and I smiled at it.

"Do you have a job?" He asked.

"No, I just wanna be like a stay at home dad," I said.

"Well, that'd work out perfectly for me because I can provide for you," he said.

"Do you want kids?" I asked.

"Yes, I do need someone to take over my company," he said.

He only wants kids for his company?

"My brother used to work as an assistant for a mortgage company one time," I said.

"Well, I'm sure that company wasn't as good as mine," he said.

I frowned softly, taking a bite of my food. That's not very nice, maybe that company is trying its hardest.

"What do you do for fun?" I asked

"I usually just work," he said.

Working is no fun.

"What else?" I asked.

"What else would I want to do?" Ryan asked.

I frowned again as I ate. We talked for the rest of dinner but it usually just lead back to his work. Ryan dropped me off at home and I sighed unhappily.

I looked around for Frank before going upstairs. I peeked into his bedroom and my face flushed when I saw him sitting on the edge of his bed, pants pushed down around his thighs as he stroked his erection. His eyes were closed, head tipped back as he let out gentle moans.

"Fuck, Gee," he groaned.

My eyes widened and I left quickly. I went downstairs and went outside, my cheeks flushed hot. I couldn't help but love the way my name sounded falling from his lips like that like pure liquid gold.

"I'm home!" I called, walking in again.

It was quiet for a moment and my ears twitched.

"I'll be down in a minute!" Frank called.

I sat down on the couch, curling up under a blanket. Five minutes later Frank came down, his face still a little flushed.

"You're home early," he said.

"It was a bad date," I said sadly.

Frank smiled softly, going to grab some ice cream. I giggled, cuddling up with him as he turned on a movie. 

"Why was it bad?" Frank asked.

"All he talked about was his business and himself," I said. "He's just kinda selfish and I don't like selfish people."

Frank smiled softly, kissing my cheek. The doorbell rang and I frowned.

"I might've left something in Ryan's car," I said.

I got up and opened the door, seeing a girl standing there. She was short, but not as short as me. She had dark hair and pale skin and she looked scared. I could tell she was a neko, I could smell her.

"I-Is Frank here?" She asked.

"Frank!" I called.

Frank walked over and I hid behind his back.

"I-I ran away from my master, I was told you could help me," the girl said, tears running down her cheeks.

"Of course, come in," Frank said. "Gee, go run a bath in the guest room."

I nodded and went upstairs to the bedroom next to mine. I started the bath, pouring in a lot of bubbles. Does she even like bubbles?

Who am I kidding, everyone loves bubbles!

I finished the bath and walked out. Frank was talking to the girl, an arm wrapped around her.

"It's all done, Daddy," I said.

"Thank you," he said.

He lead the girl upstairs and I frowned softly. What about our ice cream and movies? We always eat ice cream and watch movies after a bad date.

I waited on the couch until Frank came back down. He sighed, putting the ice cream away.

"Daddy, aren't we gonna watch movies?" I asked.

"Not tonight, princess, I think it's time for you to go to sleep," he said.

"But—"

"Don't fight with me, princess," he said.

I scowled and went upstairs. Frank followed me, heading to my closet.

"Can She borrow some of your clothes?" He Asked.

"Who is she?" I asked.

Frank sighed, sitting on my bed.

"She's a neko who had an abusive owner," he said. "Her name is Jamia and she's gonna stay with us for a little bit so I can help her."

I changed into some pajamas, curling up in bed.

"Goodnight, beautiful," he said, kissing my forehead.

I frowned as he left. What about my bottle and cuddles?

I snuck out of bed and peeked into Jamia's room. Frank was sitting next to Jamia in bed, running his fingers through her hair. I scowled, going downstairs. I got a bottle of milk, warming it up.

Frank was in his bedroom now and I opened the door, pouting as I crossed my arms. He looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"You never gave me my bottle or my cuddles," I said.

Frank patted his lap, and I curled up in his lap. He fed me my bottle and I sighed happily. Frank smiled down at me, running his fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes, feeling myself grow more tired.

I finished my bottle, snuggling up close to him. Frank carried me to my bedroom and I whined when he tried to leave. I pulled him into bed with me and snuggled close to him.

"Baby—"

"Why don't you wanna cuddle with me, Daddy?" I asked. "Don't you like me a lots? Don't you love me?"

"Of course I do," he said. "I just wanna make sure Jamia's okay and settled in and stuff and I wanna be there in case she needs me for anything."

"But I need you for my cuddles," I said.

Frank sighed softly, wrapping his arms around me.

"Daddy, how much do you love me?" I asked quietly.

"You're supposed to be sleeping, sweetheart," he said.

"Do you real love me, Daddy?" I asked.

"Go to sleep, baby," he said.

I smiled, snuggling against him. Frank pet my ears until I fell asleep.

The next morning I pouted when I saw an empty bed. I hugged Lola, pulling the blanket tighter around myself.

"Daddy!" I called.

I frowned when there was no response.

"Daddy!" I repeated.

There was again no response and I stood up. I went downstairs and found Frank cooking in the kitchen with Jamia. I frowned, going over to hug him tight as I buried my face into his chest.

"Good morning, beautiful," Frank said, kissing the top of my head.

I hugged him tight, nuzzling against him. Frank kept an arm around me as he finished cooking.

"Go sit down and I'll get you a sippy," Frank said.

"Daddy, I love you," I said.

"i love you too, baby," Frank said. "Go sit down now."

I pouted for a moment but sat down next to Jamia. Frank gave us both food and I frowned when he sat next to her instead of me. I moved my plate over to sit on the other side of him.

"Daddy, I love you," I said.

"I love you too," he said.

Frank and Jamia talked while I pouted. Jamia was a big neko, she didn't need as much attention as I did.

"Daddy," I whined. "Daddy, let's go play with my toys."

"I can't right now, princess," he said.

Him and Jamia walked into his office. I scowled unhappily at that.

He's my daddy.

I went into the office and snuggled up in Frank's lap. He sighed, petting my ear gently before he pulled away.

"Baby, Go out and play with your toys," he said.

"But—"

"Go," he ordered.

I whimpered, slowly walked out of the room, my ears pressed down against my head sadly. I curled up on the couch, watching tv. Frank came out about an hour later, Jamia still by his side.

"Come on, Baby Boy, let's go to the store," he said.

"I don't wanna go," I grumbled.

"Are you sure?" He asked. "You can get a new dress if you want."

"Don't wanna go," I repeated.

"Alright, we'll be back soon then," he said, kissing my cheek.

I watched them leave and immediately felt a ball of regret in the pit of my stomach. Oh, I should've gone with them.

I cried quietly, going upstairs to curl up in my bed. It wasn't for another two hours that they came home. I hid under the blanket when I heard Frank open the door.

"Baby, I got you a gift," he said.

He sat beside me on the bed, gently rubbing my back.

"Babydoll," He said softly.

"What?" I mumbled.

"Come our and talk to me," he said.

I sniffled and moved out from under the blanket.

"There you are, I missed your pretty face," he said.

I wiped my eyes, curling up in his lap.

"Jamia's pretty," I muttered. "Don't you think she's pretty?"

"Yes, She is pretty," Frank said.

"Prettier than me?" I asked.

"Baby," Frank sighed. "What's going on with you?"

"Nothing," I said.

"Are you jealous?" He asked.

My eyes watered as I nodded.

"Oh, Little Kitten, you don't have to be jealous," he said. "I love you and only you."

I leaned up, gently pressing my lips against his. The kiss was again soft and sweet and full of fireworks.

"Daddy, Do you real love me?" I asked.

"Yeah, Baby, I do real love you," he said.

"I real love you too," I said.

Frank smiled softly, leaning down to kiss me again.