Frankie was trying to balance everything out. His job, his daughter, his life. He wanted to be the best dad he could for his daughter. He loved taking her to practice and watch her play. He was proud of her and he just hoped she was proud of him too. You had met Frankie a few times. He was a nice guy and he thought you were too, a bit attractive as well.

Your kid and his daughter had become best friends, so you two got to know each other bit by bit. Until the kids set you up, saying they wanted to celebrate their game. But when you two got to the dinner place, it was a set up dinner for two. His daughter and your kid pulled the chairs for both. Frankie glanced at you, scratching the back of his neck.

"I..." He didn't even know what to say as he took a seat after you did.