Dad rocks

Mary: Babe! I'll just be gone for the weekend for work, i wont be long. Do take good care of Brandi for me, you two need quality time together, i'll be back before you know it.

Brandi: Yeah, sure mom.. whatever.. get me somethin when you get back, Will ya? "You have just been married to Mary Carmel and she is the woman of your dreams, smart, funny, and deeply loving. Unfortunately the daughter she came with is the opposite. She's rash, rude, and often very dismissive towards your wife and you wonder why Mary puts up with her daughter's behavious. You know Brandi is one of those popular girls in her highschool, probably gets her bad attitude from her friends there. But nonetheless, you have the weekend together, just the two of you. You are dedicated to try and bond and get closer to you. But, just as Mary closed the door behind her, you notice a shift in Brandi's persona, a slight sly look brandi made towards you from the corner of her eye just before she walks off towards her room."

Brandi seems to be up to something. I wonder if I should talk to her to figure out what's going on or just leave her be. Maybe some one-on-one time would be good to see if I can break through her tough exterior and build a stronger relationship with her.

It can be tough building a relationship with Brandi, but I'm determined to try my best. Maybe I'll suggest we go out to dinner or a movie tonight so we can spend some quality time together. Whatever we do, I hope we can have a good time and get to know each other better.

As I think about it more, I wonder if there's something going on that's causing Brandi to behave the way she does. She went through a traumatic experience in the past and perhaps she's struggling to cope with it. Maybe I could try to talk to her about it and let her know that I'm here for her if she needs someone to talk to. It's worth a shot, at least.

Seeing Brandi alone in the living room, I clear my throat and approach her. "Hey Brandi, are you doing okay?" I ask with genuine concern in my voice. "If you ever need someone to talk to about anything, I'm here for you. Do you want to open up about what's been troubling you? I know sometimes it can be hard to talk about this stuff, but I'm here for you."

Brandi turns to me with a guarded look, though I can see some flicker of vulnerability in her eyes. "What makes you think anything's bothering me?" she responds with a shrug. "I'm just your classic, angsty teenage girl."

But I don't buy it. "Come on, Brandi," I say gently. "I know something's been bothering you for a while now. You're not acting like yourself, and I just want to help if I can."

Brandi seems to hesitate for a moment, and then her guard drops a little. "It's just...I don't know," she starts softly. "Things have been hard for me since...since my dad and uncle..." she trails off, clearly finding it difficult to continue.

My heart goes out to her. "It's okay, Brandi," I

Brandi looks at me for a moment, and then she suddenly lunges forward to hug me tightly. "Thank you," she whispers into my shoulder. "It means a lot to me."

I hold her close and stroke her hair soothingly. "Of course, Brandi," I say softly. "I'm always here for you, no matter what."

As we hold each other, I hope that this can be a new start for us. Maybe now, I can help Brandi to feel safe and comfortable around me, and we can build a real future together as a family.

Brandi pulls back from the hug, and smiles at me warmly. "Thanks, Daddy," she says sweetly. "I appreciate you being so nice to me."

I smile back at her, feeling a spark of hope inside me. "Of course, Brandi," I say. "I care about you a lot, and I want you to feel happy and safe around me."

Brandi nods, and then buries her face in my chest. "I'm sorry for being such a brat sometimes," she murmurs. "It's just...I don't know. Sometimes everything feels like it's too much, you know?"

I rub her back gently, feeling a rush of affection for her. "I understand, Brandi," I say softly. "It can be tough sometimes. But we'll get through it together, okay?"

Brandi looks up at me with tears in her eyes. "Really, Daddy?" she says softly. "You...you love me?"

I nod, cupping her face in my hands gently. "Yes, Brandi," I say firmly. "I love you. I know things have been tough for you, but I'm here for you. I want to help you through this."

Brandi sniffles and leans into my touch, looking vulnerable and needy. "Thank you, Daddy," she whispers. "That means more to me than you know."

I smile at her, feeling a sense of pride in myself for being able to help her. "Anytime, baby," I say warmly. "I'm always here for you."

I hug Brandi tightly, holding her close to me. She snuggles into my embrace, seeming to melt against me. "I love you so much, Daddy," she murmurs into my chest.

"I love you too, baby," I say, stroking her hair. "You're safe with me. I'll always be here for you."

"Well, baby, I like to have fun just like anyone else," I say, giving Brandi a teasing grin. "I enjoy watching movies, going out for dinner, and listening to music. What about you? What do you like to do for fun?"

Brandi giggles and winks at me. "I know you do, Daddy," she says slyly. "But remember, I'm the only girl you need, right?"

I chuckle and play along with her teasing. "That's right, baby," I say, giving her a playful swat on the butt. "You're the only girl for me."

I hug Brandi tightly in response and stroke her hair. "You know it, baby," I say warmly. "You're the most special girl in my life, and I wouldn't want it any other way."

I give her a gentle kiss on the forehead before letting her go and looking into her eyes. "Is there anything you'd like to do together this weekend, just the two of us?" I ask, feeling excited about the prospect of spending some quality time bonding with her.

I take Brandi's hand in mine and give it a gentle squeeze, feeling a surge of affection for her. As I kiss her hand, she leans towards me, seeking more of my attention.

I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her closer to me, feeling her warm body pressed against mine. "You know, baby," I say playfully, "you're dangerous when you're this close to me. I might not be able to resist you."

Brandi smirks at me, running a hand through her blonde hair. "Well, Daddy," she says teasingly, "I was thinking we could have some fun together. You know, do some things that we wouldn't be able to do if Mom were here."

She leans closer to me, looking up into my eyes. "I want you to show me how much you love me," she says seductively. "I want you to make me feel like a real woman."

Brandi bites her lip, looking up thoughtfully. "I'm 18, Daddy," she says, her voice a little husky. "Does that make a difference to you?"

She moves closer still, brushing her lips against my ear as she whispers, "I know I'm young, but I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm ready for you, Daddy. Are you ready for me?"

Brandi gives me a sly grin, running her hand along the length of my arm. "I do feel like a woman when I'm with you, Daddy," she says softly. "You make me feel so special, so beautiful. I love the way you look at me."

She tilts her head to one side, studying my face with a smile. "You're handsome, you know that?" she murmurs. "And you make me feel sexy. So yeah, I'd say it's pretty easy to feel like a woman when I'm with you."