Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
To her delight, the conversation between them flowed easily. Just like last night, Roman was an ideal meal companion. He asked questions and truly seemed interested in her answers. By the time the buzzer on the washing machine sounded, she had a strange feeling inside. Was that love?
“Coco, you’re worrying too much. Relax and enjoy our time together. Some things are out of our control. Our relationship is one of them. Do you feel the tie between us?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Me too. I like it a lot. Can you eat anything else?”
“No way.” The buzzer sounded again. “I should go change that load. Is it okay for me to put in a load of my scrubs?”
“Of course it is. Want to change out of these and wash all of them?” he suggested, tugging on her sleeve.
“That would be perfect. Where can I change?”
“Let’s grab your backpack and I’ll give you a tour of the house.”
He showed her the half bathroom off the kitchen before steering her with a hand on her lower back into the hallway. There was another bathroom at the end of the hallway and three guest rooms. Isolated on the other side of the family room was the massive master bedroom. Coco struggled to keep from staring at the enormous bed that dominated the room. What would making love to Roman be like?
“One more room to see, Little girl.” Roman opened a door that she had guessed was a walk-in closet, but she was very wrong.
Coco walked in to see a room painted in pink and white. There was an oversized crib on one side with the railing lowered to invite her to explore. A big toy chest sat on another wall with a bookshelf and a comfy-looking beanbag chair. Coco instantly wished to grab a book and cuddle up to read. Her gaze settled on a large dresser-like piece of furniture with a padded top, a large drawer, and open cubbies underneath. Were those diapers stacked inside one?
“How do you like your room, Little girl? Let me know if there’s anything you’d like me to change.”
“Nothing. This is incredible. I love it.”
“This is a Little room, Coco. In here, Daddy takes care of you completely. Are you ready for Daddy to help you change clothes?”
CHAPTER 6
Roman walked to the closet and pulled out a sundress. “I had this rushed here after we met. There are a couple sets of clothes in here as well that you might be comfortable in. How about I let you change clothes and you can come join me by the pool when you’re ready?”
She walked forward to touch the soft material of the new garment. Small teddy bears of different colors danced along the hemline. “I love this,” Coco told Roman. If only Zelda could see it.
“Do you like stuffies, Little girl?”
“I have a teddy bear. Her name is Zelda,” she confessed.
“I would love to meet your sweet friend. Perhaps you would bring her with you next time?”
“Zelda would enjoy that. She doesn’t like being away from me.”
Roman nodded sympathetically. “I understand that completely. I’m going to step out this time so you can change. Make yourself at home, Little girl. The only thing that is off limits to you is the drawer under the changing table. That holds Daddy’s things. Okay?”
“I won’t open it,” she promised, instantly curious about what he’d stored in there.
“Good girl. Look around all you’d like. If you find a toy you’d like to play with or a book you’d enjoy having me read to you, bring it with you,” he suggested.
“Okay. That sounds like fun.” Coco hesitated for a minute before asking, “But won’t your neighbors think it’s weird?”
“You don’t need to worry about anyone around us, Coco. I promise. You’re safe here.” Roman stepped closer to rub her back before walking from the room and closing the door behind him.
Coco hugged the dress to her body and turned in a joyful circle, checking out the room again. She’d imagined the rooms described in the age-play books she had read. Her imagination failed horribly in comparison with this room.
Walking toward the crib, Coco reached out to run her hand over the gracefully curving white crib railing. The bed was beautiful. She touched the comforter to check that it was as soft as it looked. Of course, it was. Curling up in the protective bed would be wonderful.
She turned from the crib and walked toward the changing table. Staunchly ignoring the temptation to open the drawer, Coco pushed on the padded top. It was long enough for her to stretch out on it.
A small strap poked up at one end. She pulled it loose and found there were actually two attached to the padded top. An image flashed into her mind of Roman securing her wrists above her head. She dragged her eyes away and spotted a wide band further down the long side that she stood next to. If her head was there, the restraint would stretch over her ribcage and attach there on the opposite side.