Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
It was painful, but I did my best as I got his gear out of the closet.
“Well, I don’t know exactly what my limits are with this, but the first thing that comes to mind is that I’m comfortable with you not being body-shy. I wouldn’t want to be naked in front of…well, most people? I don’t know about that part, so I’m going to focus on you.” The conversation just kept getting weirder and weirder.
“You’d be fine with strangers but not people we know.” Gareth was surprisingly confident about his answer as I started pulling out his gear and setting it on the bed.
“You might be right about that.” I couldn’t help running through a few odd scenarios in my mind. “I think something like a club with everyone else being interesting too would be fine, but I have to think about that.”
People I knew were out of the question, though.
“Shorts on.” Focusing on him and nothing else for the moment, I helped him step into the tight biker shorts that were going to keep him modest enough that Jude wouldn’t have a heart attack.
“Kneel for me.” Kissing his cheek, I tried to show him how special he was and how cute he was going to be, while not getting sidetracked. “You’re the cutest pup ever and I know you’d be comfortable with a variety of people seeing how cute you are.”
As Gareth got down on all fours, he nodded and wiggled side to side. “Yeah, if they’re fine with me being naked and no one is going to do anything stupid, then I don’t see the problem.”
Anything stupid seemed to mean things like grabbing bits they shouldn’t be touching, so I nodded as I picked up his mitts and crouched down beside him. “There are a lot of people who feel that way. I think Bates probably leans more toward that side because he doesn’t seem to mind you liking to be naked.”
Gareth nuzzled against me, rubbing his cheek against mine. “I think he’s trying to figure out safe limits and ways to make us both happy. So maybe you need to tell him your limits and that will help him figure out his.”
“That’s not how it’s supposed to work.” I knew I was right, but Gareth gave a full-body shrugging wiggle. “He’s supposed to explain what he’s comfortable with and then we all discuss what our family limits on that kind of stuff will be.”
“I still think that means he needs to know what everyone is comfortable about first.” Gareth smiled as his mitts went on and his wiggling got more pronounced. “How about you pretend I’m right and tell him? You can go out for coffee this week and figure out what you’d both be happy with me doing.”
That was definitely not how it was supposed to work, but I gave up pointing that out. “Fine. We’ll go out and see what we can both agree on.”
Gareth licked my nose. “Thanks.”
“Stop trying to distract me.” He just grinned, so I decided I wasn’t going to get him to behave. “Your Doms will figure out if you’re going to play with other pups and who you can be a naked pup around and if you can wag that cute inside tail in front of other people.”
But probably not Brady.
He wouldn’t care but his Daddy might not make it.
Gareth wasn’t thinking about that, though. He was just focused on us making all the decisions for him. “I love it when you take care of me, but when you take care of me and I don’t have to make decisions too, well, that’s the best.”
That would never be something I would say about myself, but I knew Gareth was being completely honest.
Giving him another kiss, I reached for his kneepads and started putting those on. “If you’re a very good pup, we’ll work it all out and not tell you until we’re ready to show you off.”
That earned me the melty smile.
Of course, I was putting on his knee pads so he had to turn nearly all the way around to do it, but it was still cute. “No, stay.”
The simple order seemed to bring his pup closer to the surface because the romantic smile shifted slightly and turned into something playful and distracted. “Good boy, pup.”
Petting his head, I decided it was time to put on his hood and help him sink deeper into the headspace before I promised him something ridiculous. “Such a pretty pup.”
With the hood in place, I ran my hands over his head and nuzzled against his muzzle. “Yes, you’re going to have so much fun playing, pretty pup. Brady is going to have so much fun with you and you’ll get to run around and chase the ball.”
Full-body wiggles and a low whine said his pup was ready to come out and play.