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)
“I can’t believe I forgot deodorant.” Daddy frowned but laughed when I lifted my arm to smell me. “You don’t stink. You’re all clean.”
Did Daddy stink?
Nope.
Daddy laughed, though. “Alright. I’ll stop fussing. My silly goose looks like a silly puppy.”
Sniff. Sniff.
Puppies sniff.
But cute boys got quiet toys and spoons and elephants.
“And we’re all set.” Daddy’s big breath said he needed hugs. So I hugged. “Thank you, baby.”
Hugs got kisses.
“You’ve been so good today. Let’s go cuddle and get milk for your bottle.” Daddy laughed when I poked his tummy. “And water for Daddy too.”
Yes.
Had to be a good helper.
Good helpers got rewards…later…later later when my penis wasn’t still fuzzy.
“You take very good care of me.” Good boys got head kisses too and they held hands with their Daddy. “Remember. If anyone tries to talk to you, all you have to do is point to me. But with your quiet toy in, I don’t think we’ll have that problem.”
No problems.
No words.
No anythings.
Walk.
Step.
No falling.
“Careful.” No falling ’cause Daddy worried. “You need milk and to sit for a few minutes until some of the fuzzies go away.”
Lots of fuzzies.
Lots and lots of fuzzies.
Walk.
Step.
Careful. Careful.
Pretty counters.
Pretty wood.
Pretty plants.
Oh no.
Fake plants.
Sad. Sad.
“I was told to ask you for milk for a bottle.” Daddy laughed. Daddy liked people. I didn’t like people. I liked plants. Real plants. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m sure Conner found us very boring.”
Fancy man?
Attention.
Attention.
“Nope.” Counter man with my bottle grinned. “He’s more discreet than you think.”
Ha.
Not Fancy man.
“Ugh, the guy at the front desk.” Daddy groaned. “He was enjoying Ashton’s antics entirely too much.”
“I’m pretty sure it takes a drama queen to really appreciate a drama queen.” Counter man shook his head as Daddy laughed. “If there’s anything else you guys need, just let me know.”
Milk.
Water.
No talking.
Counter man knew no talking ’cause he just talked to Daddy. He didn’t even look at me. No peopling. No talking. No anythings.
“Thanks. I appreciate it but we’re good. I’m just going to find a quiet spot to relax for a while. In this headspace, my drama queen is actually very laid-back.” Daddy laughed as Counter man nodded. Counter man knew a special boy with a quiet toy?
“Go check out the back room.” Counter man pointed but Daddy moved and I found my spoon.
Ha. In the bag.
Got my spoon too.
No hands.
Ha.
Spoon and elephant.
No hands.
“Sneaky boy.” Daddy tried to frown but he was smiley. “You found it.”
Daddy wrapped me up tight. “Don’t get distracted and lose me. I wander off if you don’t watch me.”
Silly Daddy.
Hmm.
Distracted Daddy.
He liked people.
Head kisses for good boy nods. “Thank you.”
Daddy looked at Counter man. “The back room?”
Hmm. Hmm. Point. Point.
“Yeah, there’s a group of littles and pups back there. It’ll be out of the way and there are a few oversized chairs that’ll make it easier to feed him in.” Counter man chuckled as Daddy raised his eyebrow and gave him a thinky look. “I was given thorough instructions on what to do if you guys came up to the bar.”
Daddy sighed.
Daddy rolled his eyes.
“Drama queens have to stick together.”
Counter man laughed. “You don’t even know the half of it.”
Fancy man was a drama queen too?
No.
Fancy man was nice and liked toys.
“I have my hands full with this one, so I’m just going to take your word on it.” Nods. Waves. Milk. “Thanks.”
Daddy worries.
“Alright, you’re going to stick with me and we’re going to walk together. No getting distracted by the plants or the people or the floor.” Daddy looked at my spoon and my elephant. “How about you let me carry one of those?”
No.
Daddy sighed. “Alright. But if I have to pick you up because you started to wander off then they go back in the bag.”
Magic bag.
Good boy.
Good boys get cookies from the magic bag.
“I’m not sure I like that expression.” Silly Daddy was pretending to be stern Daddy. “You’re up to something.”
Yes.
Cookies.
“Giggling like that only makes you sound like a supervillain in a cartoon show.” Suspicious Daddy. He was smart. “Still not looking innocent.”
Cookie thief villain.
Ha.
Silly goose too.
Hungry goose too.
Bottle time.
Cookie time.
Oh.
Worry time.
“What?” Daddy stopped and turned around because I was hiding. Daddy was a big wall so I could hide good. “Okay, we have a problem. I can see that.”
Smart Daddy.
“I don’t suppose you want to tell me what the problem is?”
No.
Silly Daddy.
Chapter 24
Micha
Okay, something had gone wrong and judging by the look on his face he thought I was an idiot if I thought he was going to talk about it.
“One second, baby.”
I could figure it out…and until I could we’d just stay tucked up against the wall.
Mentally retracing our steps from the bar through the club, nothing seemed off. He hadn’t been paying a damned bit of attention to anything except the cookies in the diaper bag and the way he was humming The Star-Spangled Banner again.