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Chapter 11 by cphi cphi

What's next?

Evening workout.

You find yourself in the garage, looking over your workout equipment. You did core and arms this morning, and while you normally don't workout twice in a day, to avoid injury, you feel good enough to do so leg presses.
You shuffle the music app on your phone, linked to bluetooth speakers in the garage.
"Some people think they're always right...Others are quiet and uptight..."
Julian Casablancas's raucous yet melodic voice belts out "You Only Live Once" by the Strokes as you work. Some times, the best recipe for tension is the sublimation of exercise. You work up about twenty minutes of sweat before the sound of the door to the house opens. You watch Riley duck out into the backyard on her phone. Her face looks troubled.
After a few seconds, you decide to find out what's up.
You spy her sitting on a stool by the hot tub gazebo. You approach quietly from the other side, and the heating pump kicks off, allowing you to hear.
"..saw the picture, Matt!"
Shit...she's talking to her ex-boyfriend.
"You're just saying that because I'm home now and you want... NO! You couldn't handle 5 months of long distance without sticking your tongue in some girl!"
A few seconds of loud, angry sounds from the other end.
Riley's voice is starting to break. "So what if I AM A DADDY'S GIRL!? You're an asshole and I never WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!!" She hangs up the phone. And then bursts into tears.
"Angel...." you say softly.
Riley turns, tears streaming down her face.
"*sniff*.. how long have you been standing... *sniff* standing there, daddy?"
"Long enough, angel. Come here."
She runs into your arms and cries hard.
"I thought I was....over him." she says into your shoulder.
"I know baby, I know. It's hard." You stroke her hair and rock her back and forth.
After she cries herself out, you wipe her face.
"I'll offer again. You want me to kick his ass?"
"No, daddy. You'll go to jail. He's not worth it." She reaches up to put arms around your neck. "Thanks."
"For what?"
"For showing me how a real man is supposed to treat you." she smiles.
"You're welcome baby. You can see what happens to some girls when they don't know." She leans up and pecks you on the lips, and you stumble. She's a little old to be doing that.
"You should head back inside..."

How does she respond...

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