He saw Laura sitting on the couch, then tossed the shopping bag onto her lap. “Picked you up a new jacket.” Michaels headed toward the kitchen, then grabbed a soda out of the fridge.
Laura took the jacket out of the bag, then made a squealing sound before trying it on. The jacket was hooded, with straps in the front and a sort of corset tie in the back. Erilon assured him it was very fashionable at the moment. “Oh my god, I love it!” She spun around, making the tails of the jacket swirl out like a skirt. Then she came to a stop, and started shifting nervously.
“Laura?” Michaels raised an eyebrow. “Something wrong.”
“No.” Her voice was soft, then she brightened a little. “Oh, Diana called. She said if you don’t mind, she’s free this weekend. I told her to drop on by.”
It was possible having his reporter girlfriend over right now wasn’t the best possible idea, but then again, he didn’t get to spend anywhere near as much time with her as he liked. Plus Laura still needed a couple things for the trip and she and Diana loved going shopping together. “I’ll pick up some wine.” When Laura didn’t respond, he looked up at her again. “Laura…”
“Michaels I…” She swallowed. “Okay, this is weird and it’s weird but I want to try something, okay, just to…” She took a deep breath. “Can I try something? I just want to see, okay, if…” She trailed off again.
“Okay.” Michaels slowly nodded. He shrugged. “What is it you want to —”
“I like the coat.” She took a deep breath, then looked up at him. “Thanks, Dad.”
The drink fell out of his hand. They’d done the formal adoption to ease the process of getting her into the university, but… “Laura…” His throat wouldn’t quite let him form any more words.
“It’s okay, right?” She stared at him, blinking back tears. “Cause it felt good but I…” She wiped at her eyes. “It’s okay, right?”
“Yeah.” He spread his arms, then grunted as she threw herself into them for a hug. “Yeah, it’s okay.” He hugged her tightly until he felt her breathing go back to normal. “You know this means I get to break out the no daughter of mine is leaving the house dressed like —” He grunted when he felt her fist lightly connect with his ribs.
“Fine, but I’m breaking out the ‘you’re old’ card.” She grinned up at him.
“You mean more than you already do?” He tugged one of her braids.
“Thanks for the coat, Dad.” She went up on her toes kiss his cheek, then grabbed the bag and headed toward her room.
Michaels swallowed, then went into the next room to grab a towel for the spilled drink. He saw Gabriel entering. Gabriel blinked at him, then raised an eyebrow. Michaels swallowed again, then wiped at his eyes. “Laura called me ‘Dad’.”
Gabriel’s face broke into a wide smile.