With a tiny hand enclosed in Jeremy’s, he walked his stumbling five-year-old daughter, dressed like cupid, along through the beach, catching her every time she fell. He let go of her hand, stopping their walk as he reached into his backpack, pawing through it to find some sunscreen. Unfortunately all it takes is five seconds off of his blonde cupid before she is already shooting her cupid arrows at someone. His eyes widen as he immediately grabs her, “Lily, no!” offering apologetic eyes to the person before him, “I’m so sorry. But hey it looks like cupid chose us.” Jeremy teased before turning bright red, not because he was sunburnt, “Oh god. I totally just used my daughter for a pick up line. Worst father in the world award goes to me.”










