He looked to her and would take the bottle of whiskey and pour him some in a glass, going to get him a soda as a mixer. He would stop by her, and grip her lighty as she was up from her chair to fix Reece a plate. He looked to her, and then would kiss her lips. One that was unlike the usuall daddy kiss he used to give her. This one held his passion, perhaps letting her know his care for her.....yeah care. Her fine self, would make a great fit on his bed. " Never mind, go.... and take care of your brother. You seem so different and fight all the time. its good you are at least for once taking care of him. He does alot to see you have little to do when your at practice, and that you have money to go to college anywhere you want and live on or off campus. Or...has he kept it from you?"