Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
My naughty man was silly.
“Planning out the details is important so we find the perfect toys for you.” My naughty man worried about toys too. “And it helps me figure out the perfect rewards.”
Bigger bigger ones.
Oh.
My naughty man got me poop chocolate.
And he groaned.
“I don’t understand how you’re so excited. It’s chocolate in the shape of animal poop.” My naughty man frowned and sighed but he opened my treat. Quiet toy out. Poop in. “I think that was elephant poop. That’s just…ugh.”
Yummy.
That was just yummy.
“For goodness’ sake. It can’t be that good. It’s elephant poop.” My naughty man made big sounds. “I have no idea what this one is. That’s a questionable shape right there.”
But it was yummy.
Oh.
Share.
Good boys share.
“Careful. Don’t slip.”
Oops.
Ha.
Got it.
“Thank—”
My naughty man got poop too.
“Bubbles don’t taste good, baby, but thank you for…for the chocolate.” My naughty man frowned and didn’t say poop. “It really shouldn’t taste that good. I’m starting to see why it was so expensive.”
Ha.
’Spensive poop.
“Careful.” My naughty man caught me when the tub laughed too. “Sit on your bottom, please. I’ll make sure to take some bites also, but you have to sit down.”
Share.
Share.
Share.
Big. Big. Rewards.
Ha. Ha. Ha. My naughty man ate poop.
Chapter 14
Micha
He was going to drown because watching me eat chocolate poop was hilarious.
“On your bottom, please.” Good grief. If I had to explain to the paramedics why he was naked and had drowned in the bubbles, he’d kill me. “We’ll share, but only if you sit.”
Otherwise he’d fall again.
Poop was not that funny.
But maybe my drama was?
Ugh.
Okay, I could see why it was slightly humorous.
“Thank you.” When he was sitting and dramatically bracing his hands against the side of the tub like we were in the middle of an earthquake, I rolled my eyes but fed us both another chocolate. “Good boy.”
His snickers were louder without the binkie in his mouth, but he didn’t lose the adorable headspace he’d found. He also didn’t talk except to make yummy noises and giggle. If his little side was nonverbal, it would make sense that he hadn’t found it before.
Especially when he’d never seen that kind of little before.
Even when he didn’t use words to talk he was very expressive, so it might’ve been keeping him bigger. The way it seemed to help his brain slow down to just focusing on one thing at a time had helped too. At the moment, there were only enough thoughts to laugh at poop and hold on to his toys.
“That’s huge. What? No. I don’t want to know.” There were about five different shapes of poop from what I could see and I had no desire to figure out which one I’d just shoved in my mouth. “See? You’re sharing.”
My doing it was better than his bubble-covered fingers helping and that spoon jabbing my cheek.
He was a rough little helper.
But he was a happy little helper.
I had a feeling the sharing was funny but was also related to the good boy topic because he’d been rabidly intent on getting chocolate in my mouth too.
Thankfully, the package was only so big and we worked our way through the poop sooner than he liked.
“All done.” His dramatic slump was accompanied by a sigh and adorable frown. Even getting his binkie back didn’t help the situation. “We’re going to plan another trip to the zoo so we can pick up more.”
Big or little, he’d love the zoo and it would be a fun day trip for us.
His enthusiastic head bob and the way he grabbed a few more of the bubbly-shaped plastic animals to hoard said he approved.
“We can do a picnic or eat dino nuggets at that restaurant in the back.” He’d probably always wanted to do that but he’d never asked so I hadn’t pushed.
I should’ve pushed.
That was my biggest takeaway from all of our recent discoveries.
His eyes went wide and he started sucking faster on his binkie. Surprise was written all over his face and I was pretty sure I understood the reason.
“Anyone can eat nuggets. I might have to get two orders, though.” I looked down at myself and frowned. “I don’t think one will fill me up. I might need a large order of tater tots and a slushy too.”
And then a snack later.
They weren’t labeled as kids’ meals but they also weren’t built for guys like me. Ashton realized that right off the bat too based on how he giggled around his binkie. “But there are lots of goodies to fill us up, right?”
And since I’d already promised him several of his favorites, his head bobbed excitedly and he did a happy wiggle.
“I think we’ve got a good plan then.” Leaning over the side of the tub, I kissed his cheek. “We’re going to have fun.”
Fun that would, hopefully, lead us to a good conversation.