Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 63601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
“Um, let’s just stick with special?” Daddy shrugged when I tried not to laugh. “I’m not sure we can realistically say nice.”
Hmpf.
“My Daddy is nice to me.” He was very nice to me. “He plays and cuddles and shops and gives baths and had grown-up time with me.”
Daddy’s smile came back. “And don’t forget that I feed you.”
“No more soup. Yay.”
Having a Daddy was nice.
Chapter 13
Levi
“Why haven’t you already disappeared?” Gary paused in the door of the kitchen, watching me like I was doing something weird instead of just grabbing coffee.
“Teddy’s friend stole him this morning. She’s competitive, and she got up at an obscene hour for her and took him to go shop for something. I don’t remember what Teddy texted me but it was something about one of the new women she’s dating.”
She was a menace to every nice lesbian on campus.
“So you’re not pulling a Dante and we can actually talk about your guy?” Finally stepping into the kitchen, Gary pressed his lips together like he was trying not to laugh. “It’s hard to keep track of who’s talking about their love life and who isn’t.”
Heading over to the table, I sat down and shrugged. “I’m not hiding him and he’s not closeted or anything. He’s private, though, but not as much as Ruslan. Just don’t talk about him being into anything specific and it’s fine.”
I really needed to clarify who I could say what to.
“Deal.” Gary headed over to the communal coffee pot that had more buttons than a spaceship and sighed as he got himself a cup. “We’ve got a few friends in common and I’m pretty sure someone said he was little, but…but can I ask if it’s casual or…”
His utter lack of subtly made me laugh as I picked up my cup again. “How long have you been waiting to corner me and figure out what’s going on?”
“Days.” He groaned as his sub side peeked out. “You’re torturing me. You were supposed to just randomly be hanging around so I could see how you’re doing and figure out why you’re not angry anymore, but you’ve been gone all week. Like all day, every day.”
And he clearly hadn’t appreciated it.
“I’m sorry I made your life difficult.” And sorry I’d taken out some of my bad moods on him. “I will confess…well…not all but a lot for a breakfast I didn’t make.”
Wearing an ear-to-ear grin, Gary leaned back against the counter. “Teddy doesn’t cook?”
My wince made him laugh. “He probably can but he doesn’t…and because he doesn’t his friend who stole him keeps bringing him stuff from her work. But she works at that godawful place with the terrible soup you had to fix. So needless to say, I do all the cooking.”
As Gary shook with silent laugher, I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, haha. They don’t even have proper cooking equipment. They only have one cookie sheet and it looks like it’s a thousand years old. They don’t even have a real stock pot.”
His eyes went wide as he realized how dire the situation was. “That bad?”
“They have one pot that’s big enough to make spaghetti, but it’s so small if you walk away from the stove everything boils over. It’s a fucking mess and their frying pan can only make two pancakes at a time.” I sounded like a kitchen snob but Teddy’s living conditions were ridiculous.
Swallowing back a mix of horror and giggles, Gary took a second to figure out how to respond. “I can’t decide if I should offer to help you pick out some stuff to get him for Christmas or bake you a few things once in a while to make life easier.”
“Bake.” Pretending to bow down to him, I decided to take him up on his offer before he changed his mind. “He’s an easily distractable little and keeps trying to talk me into playing.”
Snickering, Gary nodded. “Got it and glad to help.”
Hmm.
“And you’re more than welcome to come hang out sometime too.” What had he been up to lately? “He’s an outgoing little so playing with someone else would be fun or you could just watch movies with us if I can keep him in a grown-up headspace.”
“That hard, huh?” He seemed to ignore the offer, so I let him.
“Yep. Every time I stress him out or he gets nervous or tired or bored because he agreed to a movie he didn’t actually want to watch.” Gary was back to trying not to laugh again, but I couldn’t blame him. “He’s adorable and really outgoing in that headspace but it’s funny.”
Slowly inching his way over to fridge, he kept glancing back at me. “What would you say if I pointed out how serious this sounds?”
“Ugh, I’m sorry I’ve been a dick.” It seemed I owed everyone around me an apology. “I will not make a snarky response or walk out on the conversation. It’s a legitimate question considering how much time I’ve spent with Teddy over the past week.”