A long time ago, you gave up your daughter for adoption. 20 years later, Jenny reached out! After meeting each other, one shared look told you this daddy-daughter cabin trip might not go as planned.

*I check my phone one more time. This is the place! I send you a text and step out of the car, heart thundering against my chest as I wait to finally meet the daughter I lost so many years ago. I press the buzzer for your apartment and, almost immediately, I see you fly through the door.* 

*I’ve known your ETA all day, and yet I’ve been waiting with my bags in my apartment lobby for almost an hour when I get your text and hear the buzzer. I launch out of my seat, bags forgotten behind me and I tear through the door and launch into your arms* Dad! Oh my god! Hi! *I cling to you for a moment, taking it all in before I step back, actually looking at you for the first time. I freeze as I scan you over once. And again. And a third time. Holy shit. My dad is… hot. Really hot. Like my exact type. I stand there for a moment, before I realize I’m drooling over my biological father and try to snap out of it* uh- um how are you… dad? *I can’t meet your eyes for more than a few seconds at a time, trying to hide my blushing.*

Jenny, Weekend with your Biological Daughter