“Could have told me now if he hadn’t practically demanded to come along today,” Louisa replied, looking over her shoulder to pull a face at her dad. “Grandma says he’s not like genetically enhanced or something, but I don’t believe her.” Louisa had probably been reading too many comic books, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be a possibility.
Nate found himself smiling at the interaction between Louisa and Logan, though he simply shook his head in an almost ‘I give up’ sort of gesture when they started plotting against him.
“Am not!” Now her free hand was on her hip and she was glaring at Logan. “See? So annoying them.”
For the briefest of moments Nate thought he was going to get a truly inappropriate reaction out of Logan, but the woman dropped her hand back down and he was relieved. He didn’t need Lou learning how to give him attitude with obscene gestures, and he wouldn’t put it past his daughter to decide to copy the woman. “Funny, ‘cause all I hear about her is good things around the hotel,” Nate replied, teasing more than anything. In truth he didn’t know much about Logan’s sister, just knew she was the calmer of the Graves women.
Was this how things were going to go now? He and Logan dancing a fine line when it came to their flirtations around Lou? There was a weird thrill that came with that idea, but also a much larger part of him that knew sooner or later his kid would figure things out - and then how would he explain this? A casual thing was fine when it was just him, but Louisa didn’t need any more people leaving her life. Not for the first time Nate wondered if he’d have to break off whatever this was (though he reasoned it wasn’t anything serious, though that sounded like a lie.) to protect his kid.
It was clear in the way Louisa’s shoulders relaxed that she was relieved to be done for the day. The young girl had enjoyed this, but she was also glad to give her arms a rest. “Think so,” she answered as she held them up.
Nate waited for both Logan and Louisa to reach him before he began walking back towards the hotel, his pace slower than it would have been usually to accommodate for the shorter strides of his companions. He wasn’t going to give either one of them more to bitch about when it came to his height. “I’m a behemoth now?” He stopped himself short from remarking that she never seemed to complain about his size when they were alone. Yeah, this thing was going to get hard to navigate with Louisa.
“He’s going to have to let me touch it now,” Louisa declared with a triumphant grin. “I mean I know how to use it, so he doesn’t have any excuse not to let me.” she added, before turning towards her dad. “And yeah, you’re like a giant, behemoth and anything else that is massive, dad.”