Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I talked too loud even when the words were just in my head.
“You’re cute too, Daddy, and fast. I see you.”
He was probably just humoring me, but I had to remind myself that I was actually in good shape as I jumped over one of the smaller stones.
“I promise. I’m fast for a human.”
I was going to keep saying that until he stopped giggling when I said it.
Chapter 25
Klynn
“Come here.” Daddy reached out to run his hand over my head and smiled. “You’re too far away.”
Daddy had stopped thinking about scary stuff a long time ago, so I wiggled closer and snuggled up to him, making sure to tuck my wings close. “You’re a very cute dragon, baby.”
My happy sound made Daddy laugh. “I think my dragon purrs.”
“I’m a puppy, Daddy, not a cat.”
I pretended to wag my tail and made him feel big happy again.
Daddy thought me being a puppy was funny, and funny made him even bigger-bigger happy.
“You’d be a cute puppy too, but I’m glad you’re a dragon. Puppies don’t fly.” Daddy’s thoughts were floating around like dragons and not sticking in one place, but he was smiling and thinking about me zooming around and about cookies and stars and the castle and so much stuff. “At some point I’m going to ask you if you were being safe, though.”
Oops.
“Did you just think oops?” Daddy was getting better at using the bond. Oh dear. “I think I heard that too.”
Thinner. Thinner. Thinner.
All the random thoughts made me ignore the important stuff like being sneaky.
“Hey. You went quiet.” Daddy pretended to be frowny when he looked down at me. “I can’t hear you thinking about Oreos anymore.”
Tiny bit bigger.
Tiny bit bigger.
“Oreos are good, Daddy.”
Daddy liked them too.
“They’re good to have on night picnics.” Daddy petted my head again as he leaned back on one arm and looked up at the stars. “This view is almost as beautiful as you flying, baby.”
He was being a good Daddy and letting me change the subject, so I helped him to.
“Are night picnics dates, Daddy?”
I thought it counted but I was glad when Daddy smiled bigger and nodded. “Yes, this definitely counts as a date and you picked out a wonderful one.”
Yay.
“You said mate, Daddy. I didn’t do it first. You did.”
I’d been very patient and Daddy knew it too because he leaned over and kissed my head. “Yes, I said you were my mate because even I’m not stubborn enough to ignore hearing your thoughts about flying and cookies in my head.”
“I like flying and I like cookies.”
I liked head rubs but Daddy’s happy thoughts said he knew that too.
“I like watching you fly and I like giving you cookies dunked in milk no matter what shape you’re in.” He liked giving me treats but he pretended to frown. “Even if little dragons have big teeth.”
“Better to eat cookies with, my human.”
Ha.
I sounded like the Big Bad Wolf.
Daddy laughed and laughed, flopping back on the big blanket he’d brought and wrapping his arms around my head. When I wiggled so my head was on his chest, he smiled again and went back to petting me. “Where did you hear about that story?”
“My books, Daddy. The boys in my books like stories.”
He made a thinking sound but it was his silly one. “Hmm, do you like books too?”
Oh.
“I do. I like books.”
And I liked surprises.
Surprises made me wiggle and that made Daddy smile, and happy Daddies gave the best presents, so I knew I was going to get something special.
“Hearing you in my head is wild.” Daddy pretended to frown, but I could feel how silly he was. “But it’s going to come in handy for meetings.”
“I’m a good helper.”
And I was cute too, so I reached my tongue out and licked his face like a puppy.
“I’m a cute puppy, Daddy. See? I can wag my tail.”
He liked that even if he didn’t really want a puppy.
“You look very cute when you wag your tail.” Daddy lifted his head and kissed my nose. “Gotcha.”
He was so funny.
“Daddy won. You give the best kisses.”
He liked winning but he pretended to frown at me.
“Are you just letting me win? It doesn’t work like that. I already won because I’m the best.”
Daddy was a dragon who just didn’t shift.
“You’re the best.”
And he was the cutest too.
“You even give me good presents.”
I wasn’t sure how to look even cuter as a dragon, so I wagged my tail and sent excited sounds through the bond.
Daddy’s chest jerked but he didn’t laugh out loud. “I’m the best, so I guess that means I probably have presents for my boy.”
Oh.
More than one?
“The bestest.”
That was a silly word that the boys in books used and it made Daddy chuckle.
“And you’re the cutest.”
Yay.
Hmm…
That meant goodies for little me and happy time for big me.