Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77812 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
That was such an accurate assessment I laughed. “I’ve seen that as well.”
Ha.
I combined the words.
“But as far as Merritt and I go, we’re just getting to know one another because he’s my mate and I met him about ten minutes ago. So we’re still figuring out our relationship, but I’m what’s called a caretaker Dom and in most cases I’d be called a Daddy. The title is about caretaking and not about pretending we’re related.”
Mates.
That was wonderful.
A Daddy?
“Caretaking.” Looking between the men, I was starting to understand Team Binkie. Wait. Klynn was to take a specific role in that kind of relationship?
Putting that question aside, I risked another. “The caretaking role in a relationship can be met with other labels? I was asked about wanting a pony earlier in the week?”
The dragon Pierce seemed to want to do the human expression of rolling his eyes.
“The men at the diner have no common sense. Use the safewords on them and they’ll leave you alone. You can always ignore them. If you’re curious, though, I would suggest finding information online. They’re…they’re confused sometimes.” Pierce made what I thought was called an understatement.
But it was good to know others found the diner men…curious. “Thank you for explaining that. Our conversation was…difficult to follow.”
I could, however, provide an understatement as well.
I was becoming almost as human as the local dragons and mages.
Chapter 3
Wren
“Where did he go? Where did he go?” How was it possible to lose my mate before I’d actually found him?
“Whatcha lose, birdie?” One of the men from the diner frowned at me before looking around and down at my hands. “Did Kenzie steal your cake?”
Ah. Empty hands worried him.
Did littles around town always have stuff?
“No.” But I’d be on guard for it going forward. “I can’t find my mate. Or he might be a bad decision. I haven’t figured out which yet but he’s going to be a wonderful Daddy.”
I just knew it.
Diner dragon smiled and reached out to pat my head like I was a puppy. “That’s wonderful. We’ll take you off the list then.”
They had a list?
I loved this town.
“Do you need help finding him?” Diner dragon frowned again. “We can’t have you wandering around town unsupervised. That’s always a disaster.”
How?
What did their littles do without someone watching them?
“You’ll end up getting slaves and having cake for dinner.” The man’s grumbles didn’t make any sense at all but I smiled anyway which seemed to make him happy. “But you’re a good boy.”
Most of the time.
I certainly wasn’t keeping anything or anyone that could count as a slave.
I didn’t even have a dog because I traveled too much.
“If you need help you just find one of us and we’ll be right here.” He looked too serious for the conversation I thought we were having, so I just nodded solemnly which seemed to make him happy again. “It’ll be fine. Now I just need to find out where the grumpy one wandered off to. He’s not in any of the hotels and his grown-up person is very vague.”
Well, we just couldn’t have that.
“I’ll let you know if I run into any grumpy littles.” That was what we were talking about, right? He smiled. I did it. Decoding them was so much fun. “Everyone has been very happy so far, though.”
No cake stealing.
No fits.
No strange behavior we had to explain to the local humans.
They were so good at playing dumb it had to be some kind of generational skill they were passing down, but it wasn’t my business to out anyone.
No matter what they seemed to be in the closet about.
“We’ve got the best Team Binkie members.” Mumbling something to himself about other towns not being as lucky, he gave me a wave as he walked off…probably to go get more cake since that seemed to be top on his mind.
What other towns were they talking to about littles?
I’d obviously missed some good gossip already.
“No. I can be nosy later.” I had to figure out where my Daddy had wandered off to. “Not by the cake. Let’s try the bathrooms.”
Him being at the urinal would’ve been helpful and informative but no such luck.
I got sidetracked several times, but I managed to get away and I even avoided Pierce, but that was easy because he’d found someone he looked like he wanted to keep too.
Yay, more privacy for me.
Now to find my Daddy.
“Okay, where would I go if I was a slightly confused sexy Daddy?” He’d been watching everyone entirely too closely to be comfortable with the locals and I hadn’t seen him hanging out with any of the other Doms from the different groups. “He was curious but not confident yet.”
Hiding.
I’d be hiding and telling myself I was just regrouping or planning or another Dommy kind of buzzword.
Inside was entirely too full of people and clowns and people watching the clowns who were very confused…they clearly hadn’t read the wedding plan email closely enough…so my Daddy had to have wandered outside.