Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Well, it was a perfect outline but we’d see how to put the plan into effect.
“Charlie leads the way.” Because carrying him out wasn’t an option. I already needed to nearly turn sideways to escape, and holding him at the same time would be impossible.
The fort was fabulous with bookshelves as the base and cabinet doors that looked like a closet before you realized that once you crawled past them you were in another world, but it was not built with alphas in mind. Fuck, a tall beta would’ve struggled, so I had to be very careful as I climbed out even though the doorway wasn’t too small.
He giggled, probably realizing something to that effect. He wasn’t completely big because he scrambled out of the cave he’d created and giggled like a madman as I huffed and squirmed to get out. I barely fit underneath the bed but escaping was another story altogether.
“Did it.” Flopping on the floor, I stared up at my giggling boy. “You know, a wider doorway would’ve been nice.”
That seemed to be one of the funniest things he’d ever heard based on how he laughed and collapsed on my chest. But his cute giggles seemed to have a slightly more mature sound as he hugged me and snuggled against my chest.
“Laughing at Daddy.” I ran my fingers lightly over his sides, just enough to make him squirm before I released him. “Silly boy.”
He shook his head, poking my chest as he sat up.
“Me?” I scoffed, earning another snicker. “Never.”
Charlie didn’t seem like he was going to agree with that, but instead of laughing, he aimed wide eyes at me that were definitely manipulative. Hmm, it seemed like someone was inching toward being a grown-up again.
“What did I say about aiming those eyes at me?” As I stood, his cheeks pinked and he shook his head again, clearly denying trying to get his way. “Of course, you’re too sweet to try to manipulate your Daddy.”
His nod wasn’t believable in the slightest, but it was cute when paired with a slightly naughty sparkle in his eyes. Of course, I did my best to ignore it and just snorted as I helped him stand before picking him up in my arms.
He made a low, happy sound and rested his head on my shoulder, clearly loving being carried around. “That’s my good boy.”
Stroking his back, I headed out of the playroom and down the hallway into the bathroom. He didn’t seem to be in any mood to be a full grown-up yet, so Daddy stayed in charge as I set him down by the sink. “Teeth time.”
He just gave me a toothy smile and waited.
I took the hint and got to work.
Once I got him tucked up between me and the sink where I could stand behind him, it wasn’t that much different than brushing my own. The weirdest part was that I couldn’t tell how far back I was going, so I had to be more careful. However, we made it work and he got all the attention he could want, which had to be the goal of that activity.
“All clean.” Hopefully.
When his face was dry and I couldn’t put off making any more decisions about what to do next, I nodded toward the toilet. “Potty time.”
I had a split second where my brain went a thousand miles an hour, but I finally settled on the simple reminder that Austin had said he was a dirty little cutie.
And honestly, if they’d talked about erections, nothing I did would surprise Charlie. I was nowhere near as interesting as Austin or a lot of the other Doms at the club. Hell, I wasn’t even sure what people were supposed to do in that damned see-through bathroom.
Yep, I was as close to vanilla as he would find at the club, so I told myself there was nothing to worry about. There was always the chance that he’d safeword or something would pull him out of the headspace he was enjoying, but I had a feeling I had a long way to go before I surprised him.
“Come on, silly goose.” Keeping my voice light, I steered him toward the toilet and made sure there was nothing questionable in my tone or on my face. “If you go to bed without going potty, you’ll pop like a water balloon.”
That got a snicker out of him but the binkie stayed in his mouth and he stayed firmly in place with his back against my chest.
Yep, not a safeword.
And this was not the oddest thing I’d heard from other Daddies either.
Charlie just didn’t like asking for anything he saw as too naughty, so it would be up to me to suggest it. Me. Yep, we were going to need hand signals and a much more all-encompassing limits list than the one another Dom had given me.