Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
He’d just have to try harder if he wasn’t a good actor.
Oh well.
“Believable?” Bastian was still only giving simple responses but none of them sounded like a safeword, or a no, so I wasn’t worried.
“I’m glad you agree.” He hadn’t seemed to be arguing at the very least. “Kissing is going to be necessary. The family is big on physical affection between partners. It’s kind of cute until it’s weird.”
They could make a lot of things weird.
“Nothing they do is cute, Orlando. It’s all strange and borderline inappropriate.” It seemed like we’d found a way to get his brain working again. “They’re also pushy and not healthy role models for relationships.”
Oh, I could work with that too.
“Will you help me with that?” It wasn’t a bad idea at all. “Enzo and Terrence are good role models, but you might have a point about everyone else. You can use our fake dates as a good way to show me what a healthy relationship with a guy would look like.”
I really was brilliant.
“And once we’ve stopped my mother’s intrusive dating issues, I’ll figure out what a healthy relationship with a Daddy will look like.” Even an idiot could’ve figured out how to make that sound dangerous, so I didn’t give myself props as I continued. “The internet probably has a lot of people who can help me with that.”
Icing on the cake.
“They explained how to get ready for a date with a guy—if you know what I mean—so I’m sure they’ll be helpful with submission and little stuff.” Hmm…was that enough? Na. “I even had a couple of guys offer to help me try diapers for the first time, but I figured my Daddy would want to do that.”
Yep, I was just as smart as Terrence in my own way…I just had no desire to do whatever he did for the government.
I liked working with my hands and I wanted to be able to tell Bastian about my day once he was officially my Daddy.
Glancing over at my flowers again, I didn’t have to fake being excited. “Anyone who gives such nice presents is going to be a great Daddy and really understanding with intimate stuff. Right?”
Bastian certainly was…he just needed a bit more time to realize that.
I was running out of patience, though, so he was just going to get a tiny, very subtle push.
“Um, possibly.” Bastian glanced between me and the flowers I’d picked out for myself. “But not everyone is trustworthy.”
Technically that was correct, so I nodded. “I’m taking it very slow, though.”
That got a cute frown from him. “Only so you can get more presents.”
So?
Terrence thought that was a great plan right up until our patience had run out and we’d given him a nudge too.
Hmm.
“I need more outfits for my bear.” I shrugged like there was nothing I could do about it. “And I need more toys. I just figured out what I was, so I only have a few.”
It was a work in progress, but I wasn’t going too fast on that because I wanted Bastian to help me figure out what kind of little I was. I’d been kind of startled when I’d realized there were a lot of different types.
“And chocolate is always better when I don’t have to buy it myself.”
Bastian knew that so he didn’t bother arguing with me as he sighed again. “This is ridiculous.”
Pretending to misunderstand, I frowned. “My Daddy is going to like that I’m little, so that’s okay. You don’t have to understand about bottles and diapers or spankings and cuddles. You just have to flirt a bit and I’ll be patient about the other stuff until my Secret Santa Daddy finally shows himself and I can get to be cute and naughty with him.”
Okay, maybe that was a bit manipulative but I liked the way he was looking sweet and worried again. “There’s nothing wrong with figuring out who you are and what you need out of a relationship…it was just…everything else that’s hard to process.”
I did my best to look confused. “My family? You’re good at dealing with them and I’m sure you can play pretend just fine. You don’t mind kissing me, right? I promise not to make it weird by doing something like sitting on your lap and wiggling.”
Now he was going to spend half the night picturing me on his lap and wiggling.
I even swung my hips side to side just a tiny bit. “I’ll be very grown-up and appropriate. I’ll even let you lead the intimacy and flirting kind of stuff so you feel in control. Don’t worry. I won’t be picturing you as my Daddy, so it won’t be weird.”
White lies were important in relationships…Terrence had been very sure about that when he’d been telling his friend. They really didn’t come naturally to me, but he was positive they were important, so I’d been practicing.