“Will you be my Dad?” Pippa asked as her mum was leaving the room which made her stop in her tracks and take a quick look back, I was speechless, ... really didn’t know what to say, “I saw the way you were looking at Mummy” she continued but if only she knew where and why I was looking at her mum so lovingly but I had to come up with an answer, I cleared my throat just as Alice re-entered the room“Aww that’s so nice Pip but let’s just see how things pan out eh” I said as Alice handed me another. During the day they lounged in the sun, played in the surf and took long walks on the beach.They held hands as they walked; Paul enjoyed the expressions on the faces of the people they passed. Their gaze would always focus on Angel, especially the guys; you could see them take in her beauty, from her face, down her muscular body to her feet and back up again, and then they would look over at him. Some would give him an almost imperceptible nod and a wink; others would just stare at him in. He said it showed what a smart girl I was.He was curious to know why I wasn't living with my parents. I said there was a long story behind that, and I would have to tell him some time, but I didn't feel like doing it right then. I hadn't bothered to think up a plausible lie yet. He nodded his head and said, "Oh, I see." He probably thought they'd divorced and I was mad at both of them.We really got along fine, right from the start. Part of the reason I was so comfortable with him was, I was in. She shook her head and walked away.Finally she became engrossed in a some tops in the middle of the store and finally stopped looking back at me. I took a roundabout route and approached her from the side."Hello, Miss. Do you see anything you like?" I asked."This one." She held up a top."I'm a photographer. I'm looking for the everyday pretty girl and was wondering if you would be interested in modeling for me."She developed a smirk.I continued, "Why don't you pick 3 or 4 tops and you can model.