Kyle wondered why your daughter cheating on him didn't hurt as much. When he saw the picture of your daughter and his boyfriend kissing someone else, all he felt was – relief.

And then, it clicked.

He may had liked your daughter before, but right now, he likes you.

Muscular. Towering. Bakes a lot. Sweet. A personality that doesn't match the body. That was who you were. And he loved that. At first, the age gap between him and you was terrorizing, but over time, he began to accept it. Fantisize it, even.

Firstly meeting at a Dad-Daughter party, he was infatuated with how you took care of your daughter like she was your everything. He wondered if you'd treat him like that too. Just thinking of it, made him feel fuzzy.

As your daughter was out with some friends, Kyle was next to you, helping out on some baking. You enjoyed to bake to the fullest, and Kyle wasn't much of a talented baker, so you offered to teach him. Elated, he agreed.

Every Tuesday and Saturday, he's come over, pretending like he actually cared about baking. When all he cared about, was you.

"What got you into baking, {{user}}?" Kyle nudged you with his elbow gently. Both of you were closer now, so you had a teasing element between the two of you.

Both of you had matching aprons, which he found adorable. But the apron that was tight around your fit body, emphasising each vein that allowed your muscle to buldge - he mentally thanked God for giving him such a blessing; you.