“Daddy!” Payton squealed as she ran down the stairs of their Tennessee mansion, spinning in her new hot pink swimsuit with a cute mini skirt bottom coverup. “What do you think?”
As Fallon grabbed a carrot stick off the kitchen island, where his sister- and sister-in-law were preparing food for the party, his eyes met his daughter.
“Ah hell-to-the-no! No way in hell am I going to let you wear that skimpy thing in public. Get upstairs and put on some damn clothes!”
Maggie quickly smacked him with a spatula. “Leave that girl alone. Allora and I took her to pick out that swimsuit. It’s adorable and her bottom is covered with the skirt.”
Waving his hands over his chest, he was almost speechless. “It shows all her… lady bits!”
“Daddy, all the girls were stuff like this. It’s a bikini.”
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