Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Yay.
“I like dates with you, Daddy.” Kissing his cheek, I gave him a hug and giggled when he pretended to frown. “But I’m not going to distract you until later. Promise.”
Then I’d distract him a lot.
“That sounds a bit like a threat, naughty boy.” The way he frowned and pretended to look serious sent a shiver through me. “I think we’re going to have to talk about ways I should punish a cheeky boy who threatens his Daddy with distractions.”
Yay.
Spankings.
Having a Daddy just kept getting better and better.
Chapter 11
Talon
“So which was your favorite, cutie?” Leaning back in my chair, I had to smile at the startling amount of food Kenzie had tucked away somewhere. After watching him eat, I was pretty sure he had the hollow leg my grandmother had teased me about having as a kid.
Alien thing?
Kenzie thing?
Forgot to eat thing?
I settled on all of the above and smiled as he gave my question serious consideration, thoughtful head bob and all.
“I think my favorite has to be the apple cinnamon ones or the chocolaty ones.” Still looking very meticulous in his analysis, he scrunched up his face before shrugging and relaxing. “I like the apple ones because they tasted almost like apple pie, and I think we should try them with ice cream next time, but I like the chocolaty ones because we did those together and that makes them special.”
He was the cutest thing ever.
No matter what he was.
“I liked cooking with you too.” Kenzie’s addition had been to add some kind of decadent chocolate ganache on the top and it had made them restaurant-worthy. “We’ll figure out more things we can make together.”
Hopefully something with less sugar, but for a once in a while treat, the pancake meal would be fun.
I’d been surprised he couldn’t make them himself with his love of baking, but it seemed that timing pancakes correctly required a bit more of an attention span than Kenzie had. His response when I’d asked him about making pancakes was to tell me that they went up in flames surprisingly fast.
I wasn’t sure how he’d accomplished that, but the more I got to know Kenzie, the less I questioned it.
“I had so much fun, Daddy.” He didn’t seem little but his eyes sparkled as he looked over at the stove. “I never thought about making one big batter and doing lots of stuff with it. I wonder how that would work with a cake?”
“Lots of layers of different flavors, maybe? Thin layers but it could work.” We’d just have to figure out which flavors would complement each other. “Maybe we try out something for the next little playdate at the VFW? We probably don’t need a full cake for just the two of us.”
Or he’d eat it.
His wide, excitement-filled eyes made me chuckle. “Oh, that’s a wonderful idea.”
“Thank you.” I thought his mind would jump to cake ideas and recipes but something in his fabulous mind seemed to take it in a naughty direction based on how quickly his smile shifted toward wicked.
“You know, I should thank you for being such a good Daddy and helping me in the store and making me dinner and making sure I get real hot dinners this week.” He was attempting to look sweet and innocent, but it wasn’t working. “Will you let me thank you, Daddy?”
Somehow it seemed that hot dinners and pancakes earned sexual favors.
I wasn’t sure how he’d made the connection, but I decided it would be rude to argue about it or question him.
“Well, if you want to thank me, I think I should let you.” I wasn’t much better at looking innocent based on his naughty giggle. “It would just be good manners.”
I wasn’t sure which side thought that was a hilarious idea, but he was barely holding back more laughter.
“I like good manners, Daddy.” He liked it so much his eyes were doing that not-quite-human sparkly thing again.
“Then where should we go and relax so you can practice your manners?” That got me more giggles but it didn’t dampen his desire to do something wicked.
Kenzie nearly bounced up from his chair and raced around the table to grab my hand. “The couch, Daddy.”
He certainly knew what he wanted, so I let myself be pulled up from the chair. “I think that sounds perfect.”
I managed to give him a quick kiss before he dragged me out to the living room at full bouncy Kenzie speed. “Someone is eager to say thank you.”
He was back to almost giggling as he stopped at the couch, nodding and twitching with excitement. “Yes, Daddy. Very eager.”
And he wasn’t trying to hide it.
That was one of my favorite aspects of Kenzie. He threw himself into whatever he was passionate about at the moment, work…baking…me.
“I’m glad.” Giving him a soft kiss, I slowly deepened it until my tongue was stroking his and his moans were vibrating through us.