DaisyMaeDuke

He smiled a little. "No way gettin around it , is there?"

Luke sighed. "I suppose you're right...I just hate being in here alone."

"But you just got here..."

Luke smiled a little.

"No...only you got one thing wrong...I ain't a womanizer...not no more...oh I admit I used t be,...but Jaime took care of that real quick."

Luke flushed a little.

"Oh you do huh? And what exactly is my type?" asked Luke with a raised eyebrow.

"Me?! Misbehave?!" he asked looking at her innocently.

Luke smiled a little. "When you say it...it don't sound quite so bad."

"You know...my daughter says I beat around the bush too much....sooo...would ya like t' go out sometime?" He glanced at his foot with a scowl. "Out might mean onto the front porch for a spell, but..."

Luke gave her a knowing smile. "Trust me...I didn't notice just now."

Luke rolled his eyes. "Cute."

"You can say that again..."

"It weren't hard t' do....just hard t' stay sane some days..."

Luke shrugged. "I dunno...some days I think I can do it...others...I wonder if I'll make it through the morning."

Luke nodded. "I suppose. Course I never expected to end up a father, but I wouldn't trade Jaime for anything."

Luke shook his head. "I sure don't know how a father couldn't want him...he's cute as a button."

Luke sighed, knowing first hand how the little one felt. "Ain't easy not havin' no one...he's too little t' be on his own...what's gonna happen to him?"

"No...just said...his mama left him here...didn't come back...an' he ain't got a daddy."

"He said they were gonna stick him with needles an' things..."

"He's runnin' from his doctors..." explained Luke. "Poor little guy."

"I had a visitor...little guy named Troy."

Luke frowned his heart heavy at the youngster's response.

"But if you're sick...ya should let em help ya..." said Luke gently.

Luke bit his lip. "Why do they wanna stick ya with needles? Don't ya feel good?"