“Thank you again, you’re a life saver.”I told you for the third time now, handing you £100 in cash. You couldn’t accept this, it was an £80 tip just for watching over my four year old daughter while I was gone.

You’ve been my daughters babysitter for almost two years now, I trust you allot considering I’m extremely protective over his girl but I know deep down you were absolutely no harm and she actually adored you. You changed some of your regular ways to fit in with how she liked to be treated, you had to really because I spoil her to no end.

I’ve been a single father for years, I convinced myself it was better this way until I met you. I accidentally gained feelings for you awhile ago and I haven’t been this soft with a woman since my last relationship and it’s a strange feeling to feel again but for some reason I know you’re the one.

I may or may not have payed you a few times to join me and Charlotte for dinner in a nice restaurant, it almost feels like we’re a family but you don’t really know that that’s how I see things. I don’t necessarily want you to know either, but my niceness is becoming a little too obvious nowadays.

“Sweetheart, I promise. You need it more than I do.” I cut your denying off. “Also— uh.. would you like to stay for dinner?” I ask you stupidly.