Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
At no point had he considered that she might be Little, but now he was certain. Her hair had been down, blowing in the breeze. Adorable. He’d never seen it down before. She always wore it in a tight bun. Her outfit could have been worn by a vanilla adult, but the combination of the sparkly “Girls Rule” logo, the gold tennis shoes, and the pretty hairclips had made him suspicious.
Her mannerisms had done the rest. Maybe the average vanilla guy wouldn’t have noticed, but Axel wasn’t the average vanilla guy by a longshot. He was a Daddy through and through. He recognized the signs. The way she fidgeted and chewed on her bottom lip. The way she looked down submissively.
He suspected she’d been sliding into Little space when she’d spotted him in the yard and had taken off to reprimand him without taking stock of her outfit or her headspace.
Damn, she was cute. Her Little was precious. He knew it. Her adult was feisty and not to be reckoned with. Not surprising considering her line of work.
Realizing he was still standing in the same spot, staring at her back deck, he shook himself back to the present and turned around. He needed to hurry if he was going to get a new hole dug and get this tree in the ground before the sun went down.
After another glance at the survey he was still holding, he sighed. It wasn’t like him to make such a mistake. He must have been looking at the survey upside down or something ridiculous when he’d judged the property line.
Making quick work, Axel got the tree in the ground and watered before the sun disappeared from the sky. He hurried to put his equipment away in the garage, wanting to get inside as soon as possible.
He had plans to visit Blaze, the local kink club, tonight. It would be his first visit since he’d moved here, and he was looking forward to getting a lay of the land. He sure hoped some of the members were age-play participants. But that wouldn’t necessarily be the case. Not all kink clubs were the same.
As Axel pushed the button to lower his garage door, he glanced at his neighbor’s house. He wondered if by chance she too was a member of Blaze. Wouldn’t that beat all? It was possible. After all, she’d obviously come home from work, shed her professional side, and switched gears in a hurry.
“Wishful thinking,” he muttered to himself as he headed inside, beelining for the shower. Besides, even if Nicoya was a member of Blaze and he happened to see her there tonight, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t freak the fuck out with embarrassment.
Most Littles were pretty protective of their Little side, especially around strangers. There was a good chance Nicoya would not want her neighbor knowing about her kink.
“Dude, you aren’t even certain she’s Little at all,” he verbalized as he shed his clothes and dropped them in the hamper. He chuckled to himself as he stepped under the water, repeating what he’d said earlier. “If she’s not Little, I’ll eat my shirt.”
By the time Axel arrived at Blaze, filled out the paperwork, and made his way into the play space, it was growing late. He didn’t know a single member. Par for the course. It wasn’t as if he could have asked any of the new people he’d met through work or at the grocery store if they were a member of a kink club.
He didn’t mind coming by himself. He would meet people soon enough and make friends. Hell, he’d probably make better friends from the people he met at Blaze than out in the vanilla world.
As Axel wandered around the main playroom, he continued to scan the entire area. He had only one person on his mind. Nicoya. He’d spent the last few hours convincing himself she would be here. His imagination was out of control, of course, but he didn’t think it was too farfetched. After all, she’d intentionally gotten dressed in Little attire after work.
Plus, Axel reasoned, though he hadn’t seen her leave her house, when he’d pulled out of his garage a bit ago, he hadn’t thought she was home. Her porch light had been on, a light in the living room, and nothing else. Typical illumination for someone out for the evening.
Suddenly two women rushed past him. They were giggling and holding hands. They were wearing cute dresses and pigtails and had ribbons in their hair. They were definitely Little, and Axel followed them to see where they were going.
Bingo. As soon as he turned down a hallway, he found what he’d been looking for. A daycare. A massive daycare. His heart was so pleased to realize this club indeed had a large age-play community.
There was a low half wall to “keep Littles from escaping the daycare.” It made him smile. In addition, there were several men Axel assumed were Daddies hovering near the wall, glancing into the daycare space frequently.