I reached my hand up to my hair and let down my pony tail to try and fix my hair. My efforts go unnoticed and it seems as if my hair just gets messier. Is this really me? Ever since Kat had arrived my life hs just spiraled downward. My wife and I, who were always just a little less than happu, are finally getting a divorce, and there is Max. Max who has always been there for me has decided to take a break and visit, and I quote, "those sexy surfers in Hawaii." The only stable thing in my life is Ashley and even she seems a little distant. I need to do something. I need to go out look sexy and have fun, I’ve been way to tense lately! Okay so it’s settled I am going to go out tonight and have fun. I am going to prove to my daughter that I am more than just a stuck up lawyer!

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I am ready. I am ready to go out and spend the night with my two favorite people. The only problem is I don’t know where the hell my two favorite people are! How long does it take to get ready for dinner and a movie? I mean seriously! I flop myself down on the nearby couch and let out a groan of frustration. I was just about to call Fred, my butler for a drink, perferably something with a lot of alcohol when my phone buzzed on the tanle. I immediately lunged for it, I looked at the caller id and smiled to myself before answering.

"Hey you ready to go sport?" I asked casually trying to hide my impatience. I heard a chuckle.

"No we are not and don’t even try to pretend that you weren’t just sitting there on the edge of your seat waiting for me to call because I know you were…" I was shocked at how well the thirteen year old was able to read me.

"Why whatever do you mean Kat dear?"

"You know very well what the hell I mean…" she snapped all joking throw aside.

"What’s wrong sport?" I asked using the familiar nickname. I don’t knwo when it happened but at some point ‘sport’ had become my name for the Spencer remake.