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)
“Where did he go? Where did he go?” Some Daddies just liked to make their littles work for attention but that was the first thing I was going to make sure my new Daddy understood. I didn’t beg for attention; I just got it.
I’d beg for orgasms, though, so that would make up for it.
“Oh.” He was there. Yep, planning and frowning and pacing behind the building. “I found him.”
He had the best little ever and I was going to make sure he knew it.
“I found you.” Looking wide-eyed and cute, I bounded over and stopped just beside my Daddy man. “You play Hide-and-Seek so good.”
I was adorable.
I was nonthreatening.
I looked excited to see him.
He was very confused.
“That is…” Pausing, he looked like he needed to review the situation, so I was patient. “That is a game children play where one hides and the other seeks to find. Yes. I know that one.”
Okay, not the weirdest reaction I’d gotten from anyone in town but even the diner men knew what to do with a cute little.
“You are a grown adult with child-like tendences who would like to play.” Still walking through the obvious, my Daddy didn’t look worried but he did look like I was some kind of weird cake he’d never seen before.
Oh, was I blue bananas to my Daddy?
I’d seen that one on the dessert table and I wasn’t going to eat it, but I had questions about where they’d found sparkly blue bananas.
My Daddy better not think I was that weird.
I was cute, not yucky.
“One that requires a caretaker, which you do not seem to have.” My new Daddy finally paused, head cocking. “Oh.”
Poking his arm, I grinned. “Tag. You’re it.”
I’d found my mate and he was weird.
But he was cute and I could handle interesting.
I was very smart and hardworking.
“I’m your mate.” My new Daddy was slowly catching up and it was fun to watch his eyes get bigger. “Oh, this complicates things.”
I’d been called an asshole before and a nuisance a lot, but I’d never been called a complication.
“I’m Wren. I’m a little. I’m here from Texas, but I’ll move so that won’t be an issue.” And I was his mate but he seemed to have gotten that fact already, so I didn’t bother repeating it yet. “I’m really glad you’re not a bad decision.”
That made him blink.
“You were in the celebration. You were talking about someone being a bad decision and finding them to be a high temperature.” His information was technically correct but it sounded like he was translating it into English from Japanese or one of those fun African languages.
Or Klingon.
“Hot. I found you hot.” Where was he from? Did we have Amish communities or something like that? Would that explain the language issue? “That means attractive and usually in a sexual way. I saw you across the room but I kept getting sidetracked by people before I could walk over to talk to you.”
That was the trouble with being nice to everyone…they wanted to talk and were incredibly distracting.
My new Daddy just blinked again. “I have a mate. I’m going to be a Daddy.”
That made me giggle, but it took him a few long moments of processing before he smiled. “Ah, I see why that was so funny. You are not a baby. You do, however, require a caretaker.”
Yep.
And lots of attention.
“I’ll help you learn how to take care of me.” We seemed to be starting from scratch on that one, but at least he knew what being a little and a Daddy meant. “I’ll answer questions and I won’t make you guess what I want.”
Until he could read my mind, of course.
Then I’d show him what I wanted.
“You are the…the pull.” He frowned like he wasn’t sure he liked something but he didn’t make me guess what he was thinking. “That word may not be right. English is difficult and has many words with similar meanings.”
Was he one of the French Canadians?
No, he was confused but he was still really nice and hadn’t screamed at me yet.
Did people from Florida speak something else?
Who else had come?
Oh, the Scottish men…but no…Daddy didn’t have an accent.
“Yeah, it’s built on a variety of languages and that makes it confusing. Did you know moose and goose have different origins? It’s so weird but that’s why English has geese but not meese.” It was a good fact but Daddy had to think.
He needed to think a lot.
“That does explain some of the strange…variations in language.” He’d responded but I could almost hear the wheels in his head spinning faster and faster. “Why does temperature indicate sexual arousal?”
Oh, that was a good question.
“Maybe because looking at someone you really want to touch and kiss and snuggle and get spanked by makes you flash hot?” If there was a better reason I couldn’t think of it. “Sometimes phrases like that come from movies or books that were popular a long time ago. Like gaslighting. That comes from a movie. It’s really old but it was good.”