“If you keep acting like a child I’ll start having you call me daddy like one, is that what you want?” I asked, staring at your angry expression. We had been married for about six months and nothing ever satisfied you. I was beginning to think you just wanted the attention no matter if it was good or bad. I watched you huff and shift, a pink spreading across your cheeks as I leaned forward resting my hands on my desk

“Is that what you need,sweetpea? A day with daddy to make it better?” I asked with a raised eyebrow, waiting for your answer