Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
She watched him lift a piece for himself out of the box and raise it to her in a silent toast before eating a monster bite. Melissa couldn’t keep from eying him. He was huge. Broad shoulders, trim waist, thick thighs. He looked like he had a big lap for her to curl up in.
“I like that thought, whatever it was,” Rocky said.
Melissa felt her cheeks burn and knew she was blushing. He’d caught her.
“It’s okay, Melissa. I’m glad you’re attracted to me. I’m completely enchanted by you as well.”
“I look rough. Sorry.”
“You are perfect just as you are. I’m just sorry you’ve had such a bad day. What happened?”
“A dog snapped when he was hurt by a kid. I was just in the line of fire.”
“You tried to keep the dog safe, didn’t you?” Rocky asked.
“Guilty as charged. Of course, I had to. Tami will go over there tomorrow to talk to the owners. She’ll explain that even though the dog was provoked, it’s too risky for us to continue cleaning the yard. I feel bad. There’s never been a problem with him in the past.”
“Sounds like the kid needs training,” Rocky suggested.
“I think you’re right,” Melissa agreed. “Tell me about filling out the PLAYTIME app? How did you know it existed?”
“I went to get a tattoo worked on and the artist’s phone went off. The word Daddy showed on the screen. Just the look on his face told me it wasn’t his father.”
“I never had a clue that there was a large age play community in town. I keep hearing of more Littles,” Melissa shared.
“I didn’t ask Hunter anything personal, of course. I did check to see if he was aware of a kink community offhand. He shared a couple of websites and added the PLAYTIME app as an afterthought. It was exactly what I was looking for. The designer is a genius.”
“Archer recommended I fill out the PLAYTIME information. He and Tami have done so much for me.”
“I hope I get to meet them both. They sound like amazing friends.”
“They are.”
A brief pause in their conversation allowed Melissa to take a few bites of pizza as she wondered what she should say next.
“How about if I tell you about myself?” Rocky suggested.
“You’re a boxer?”
“Not professionally now. I stopped competing a few years ago. Now, I train for fitness only. And fun. I still enjoy going a few rounds in the ring.”
“I couldn’t be a boxer. Doesn’t it hurt to get beaten up like that?” Melissa asked.
“The short answer is yes. Adrenaline, training, and equipment make a difference, but impact is impact. Now I own a chain of gyms, teaching boxing and fitness. We have a special program for at-risk youth. I feel like I’m making a difference for kids.”
“That’s so neat. I just pick up dog poop from people’s yards.”
“I never want to hear you devalue yourself like that again. You provide a valuable service that allows your clients to focus on other things. I would guess there are some people physically unable to complete the job who you help. Not to mention the benefits for the dog in having a clean play space,” Rocky said in a very stern tone that made her listen closely.
“I never thought about it like that. I just talked to a lady at the supermarket tonight. She couldn’t walk in her grass anymore without losing her balance and wanted Tami’s contact information.”
“See? You’re doing a valuable service others couldn’t or wouldn’t do,” Rocky stressed. “Do you like your job?”
“Yes. It’s so much better than flipping burgers or waiting tables,” Melissa told him.
“Do you have any dreams of things you’d like to do in the future?”
“Go back to school. I had to drop out of high school for some family problems. I’d love to get my diploma. First, I need to get out of this apartment complex. I’ve got a new place all picked out. I just need to save up the money.”
“How’s that going?” he asked.
“Great. I’ll get there in a few months if I’m careful. That reminds me, what do I owe you for pizza and medicine?”
“Not a thing. You do need to take your medicine.” Rocky rose to his feet in a smooth display of toned coordination. He returned to sit back down with the bag from the pharmacy.
Opening it up, he pulled out a bag with her prescriptions. “Here’s the antibiotic. You’re supposed to take this four times a day. The pharmacist suggested two tonight. One now and another before bed. It doesn’t matter if they’re closer together than normal.”
“You really did talk to the pharmacist,” Melissa said in wonder.
“Of course. This other one is the pain medicine. Maybe take this before you go to bed? He cautioned against taking this and driving,” Rocky warned.
“I won’t take those. I get too loopy.”