As he kissed her head while holding her close Roxy listened to his words and found that they made her feel sick. "No, it's not alright. I should be thinking about guys my own age, not my Father!" Roxy said as she looked up at him with questioning eyes. "How in the hell can you accept that as okay, Dad?" She asked, wanting to pull away from him as she could feel his fingers running through her hair but she found his touch comforting. After all, who else would understand her dream? Certainly not any of her friends or other family.