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)
A few minutes later, she finished her cupcake and got up to leave. Nicoya had just waved at Ellie when her phone buzzed. Looking at the screen, she headed immediately for her car. Dispatch alerted everyone in the area to report to the scene of a large accident about three miles down the road. She could be there quickly.
The rest of her afternoon flew past. When she pulled into her driveway, Axel sat on her front step sipping from a Styrofoam fast food cup. Another sat by his side. She jumped out, feeling the corners of her lips turn up in a giant grin.
“Did you bring me a cherry limeade? I may go into a sugar shock from all the cherries I’ve eaten today.” Nicoya sat next to him and leaned over for a kiss.
“I did, and I bet you’ll be okay. I passed that accident today and saw you working hard in the heat. I decided you needed a treat. I know this isn’t as good as the maraschino cherries in your jar, but I figured you could add more if you wanted.”
Axel handed her the drink and watched her take the first sip. “Maraschino enough?”
“Barely. But I had a cupcake today so it all balances out,” she teased, leaning against his strong frame.
“I missed you today.”
“I missed you, too. Whose house are we staying at tonight?” she asked, taking another deep sip.
“We’re going to have to talk about this someday and make some decisions.”
“I know. But we don’t have to rush, do we?”
“As long as we’re together, Little girl, I don’t care,” Axel assured her.
“That accident was bad. I’m glad you weren’t early and in the middle of it.”
“Me, too. I’m glad you’re safe as well. I worry about you out there.”
“Every job is dangerous. You could get attacked by…” Nicoya struggled to come up with something scary that a landscaper would run into.
“A mole? A police detective with a hole in her yard?” Axel teased.
“I was so mad. It’s funny looking back. I might not have even met you for weeks if you’d read those plans correctly.”
“I would have maneuvered my way into meeting the hot cop next door, somehow. Shower at your house and dinner at mine?” he suggested after a few minutes.
“Hot cop is right. Let’s go take a shower,” she invited. She took his hand as he stood to boost Nicoya to her feet.
After they were both clean, Axel opened the cabinet where she kept her Little supplies. She’d moved them all back into the house from the tub in the garage. “Are you willing to try being super Little for me again?” He lifted a questioning brow.
Nicoya hesitated before nodding. “Yes, please, Daddy.”
He led her to her bed and laid her down on a towel. Nicoya tried to control her wiggles as he spread diaper cream over her bottom and pussy but gave up when Axel kept finding new more sizzling spots to make sure he’d covered her completely. When she’d come twice, he wrapped her securely in a diaper before helping her off the bed and dressing her in the sundress he’d suggested the last time.
“I’ll waddle across the lawn,” Nicoya whispered at the door when she got scared.
“I’ve got a plan for that, too, Little girl. Kick off your flip-flops. I’ll carry you to my house,” Axel directed, lifting her off her feet. He waited until she’d followed his instructions before maneuvering his way through the door. Within seconds, he crossed the lawn safely to his house and set her down on the ground.
“It worked. A couple people waved but no one looked at me weird,” she said in disbelief.
“Most people are too busy with the things going on in their own lives, Little girl, to worry about others, but it’s never a bad idea to be careful. And now, you get to be Little at my house.”
“What if I need to have my diaper changed?”
“Daddy can take care of that upstairs in your nursery.”
“Is it ready now?” she asked, remembering how long ago they’d talked about it.
“It is. Want to go see it now?”
“Yes.” She nodded her head eagerly and took his hand. “Where is it?”
“It’s off my bedroom,” he explained, leading her that way.
“Like in the closet?” she asked as she glanced around his front room. All the boxes were gone. He must have finished unpacking.
“I bet you thought that door led to a closet but it’s actually your super-secret nursery.”
“Really?” She bounced with excitement as she walked.
“Truly.”
Axel walked into the largest bedroom and over to a door she’d noticed in passing. “Open it, Little girl.”
Slowly, Nicoya turned the doorknob and peeked into the darkness beyond. She couldn’t see anything until her Daddy reached around her to flip the lamps on. Hurrying inside, Nicoya tried to look everywhere at once. “It’s so pretty. Look, there’s Ruffles!” she said, pointing to a painted picture next to the large crib. “It looks just like him.”