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)
Had he done the woodwork?
Didn’t he own the club?
“I agree. You’ve done a wonderful job finding good staff as well. Everyone was nice and made us feel right at home. They even understood to ignore Ashton when he had his binkie in. It was perfect for us and I appreciate that.”
I guess I hadn’t thought about it that way. Most of the time we were taught not to ignore people in social situations or in customer service, but the politest thing in my case was actually ignoring me. Figuring out all the differences would’ve given me an ulcer, but the bartender made it look easy.
“We’ve had a lot of training and time to practice, but I’m glad that shows.” Conner looked pleased at Micha’s praise, standing straighter and shifting like he was getting ready to do a happy dance. “But we’re good here? No issues? Leaving happy? I’m getting ready to grab a drink but I wanted to touch base with you first.”
That was nice.
Oh.
I hadn’t thought about the guy at the front desk being able to hear us, but he started giggling, so clearly the door wasn’t as solid as I’d assumed. “Does Ben know that?”
“Tattletale, but yes.” Conner looked like he wanted to stick out his tongue, but he was back to being a smiling business owner in a flash. “Some people have no manners. But I’m glad you had a good time and now it’s time for my good time.”
That sounded…dangerous…or naughty at the very least.
Giving us a wave, Conner ignored the snickers coming from the front desk guy and headed deeper into the club. He was still in his tux, but for some reason he looked like he should’ve been wearing a ballgown with the way his hips were swaying.
Daddy shook his head and chuckled, but he got us out before we had to talk to anyone else. Which was a very good thing because just walking to the car made me tired. “You are asleep on your feet.”
Maybe.
“I had a nap with the puppy, though.” I wasn’t sure why I’d thought that was a good idea, but that was what I’d done. “He was tired. At least, I’m pretty sure that’s what his Master said.”
Had it been Sawyer?
Someone said the puppy was tired.
Micha kissed my head as he opened the passenger door. “I’m driving. You’re not able to focus. And yes, you had a nice nap with the puppy. How are you feeling about that?”
Weird?
The look on his face said I should feel weird.
“I don’t know.” He was going to make me know…his eyebrow going up made that obvious. But he gave me about five seconds to gather my thoughts as he shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side.
Ten seconds…he even gave me time to get buckled as he turned the car on.
“So…what are you thinking?” He was doing his best to look casual but he seemed like he was overthinking something.
“Um, well, at the moment I’m wondering what you’re overthinking?” As far as distractions went it was perfection because it was true. “Did I miss something when I took a nap?”
Admittedly, I hadn’t been tuned in to their conversation, but I remembered his reactions and his laughter. Those had all been positive signs and he’d even chatted a lot with Sawyer and Jackson.
“Sawyer’s a pup. That was what he said, right?” Okay, so I might’ve been at the easily distracted point of tired, but it was still a legitimate question. “I don’t want to say something I shouldn’t, so you need to tell me if I’m remembering that correctly.”
Micha chuckled, reaching over to run his hand over my head as he pulled up to the stop sign at the end of the parking lot. “Yes. You’re remembering that correctly. I’m not sure he really wants to talk about that yet, but I think it was more about being very private instead of being embarrassed by it.”
“Okay. No talking about the pup thing, but I won’t be surprised if it comes up.” It probably wouldn’t come up at work, but who knew. “What did I miss when I was out…napping or just distracted?”
Playing with Cooper’s pup had been fun, but I could honestly say I had no idea what they were talking about most of the time.
“Oh, um, Sawyer’s other partner’s human name is Cooper.” I wasn’t sure I could remember hearing Micha use his name and had to chuckle when he huffed.
“No one uses real names enough in the lifestyle. Everyone is pup or baby or boy. It’s confusing.” Huffing, Micha took a minute to brood before he switched back to being weirdly worried about something. “You’re okay, though?”
What had I missed?
“Okay, you’re going to have to explain what you’re worried about because you’re more psychic than I am and I have no idea what I’m supposed to be upset over.” I’d really missed something big. “You told Conner everything was fine. Were you lying?”