Other Man - 15

15.

Lush Miguel tossed his keys onto the table near the sofa. Delight gave him a disapproving look, eyebrows arched, and a blank expression.

“It’s too early, bro. Please, spare me from your lecture that I’m disrupting your night. It’s just…” he glanced at the wall clock, hanging on the beige wall, “7:47.”

He lazily settled on the single sofa, and shortly after, a young girl came running towards him.

“Tito Lush!” Nana exclaimed and immediately hugged him, almost tripping over her long nightgown.

“Where’s Ate June?” He asked, looking around.

“Still at the grocery store. Said she’s stuck in traffic.”

“That explains,” he said, fixing the hem of Nana’s dress.

“Explains what?” Delight furrowed his brows.

“Explains why ky niece’s dress looks like it’s for Miss Universe.”

Delight laughed at what he said and scratched his head. He really had no idea about being a father, so he wasn’t surprised that Nana’s dress looked like it was for a ten-year-old when she was only four.

“What do you have fo