Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Evan looked skeptical…because he was smart. “Can you use a knife unsupervised? Can you make hot coffee? Are you allowed to buy dessert without him having a cow?”
Ugh.
“Kind of. Kind of. And are you kidding?” When he stopped laughing, I shrugged. “Okay, so we’ve negotiated on sturdy plastic knives. He hates to throw them away, so we have to wash them after every use, but he says they’re safe enough that he doesn’t worry too much.”
And he was letting me walk up the stairs by myself as long as I promised not to do the rock-climbing class. I thought it was a fair trade considering the class had been canceled due to some sketchy issues with their overall safety.
Of course, I hadn’t explained any of that to Daddy. He kind of stopped breathing every time the topic came up, so it was something we left safely in the past.
“Hey, that’s great.” Evan beamed, so proud of me that my little side tried to wiggle free.
It liked Evan just as much as big me did and made it hard to stay a complete grown-up around him. I didn’t think he’d mind if I wasn’t a real adult when we hung out, but I hadn’t figured out a good way to ask and Daddy had never brought it up.
To distract myself, I focused on the questions. “He found what he considers to be the safest option for making coffee. It’s a single-serve machine that doesn’t have a hot plate. He says there’s less to burn myself on and he liked something about the way it heated up water.”
We were back to him not liking the environmental side of the decision, but he was working on ways to make himself feel better about that. I was just glad I got coffee, so I’d feel guilty about being wasteful later.
Evan opened his mouth, but I interrupted before he could ask what I knew was going to be a ridiculous question. “No, I can’t go up and down the stairs with coffee. Don’t be silly. The new machine lives downstairs and my employees are eternally grateful.”
I’d hired two more part-timers so that I had more time with Daddy. It’d been something I needed to do for a while, but when I’d been single it hadn’t been a problem. Watch a thousand hours of TV by myself or work?
Hmm, hard decision.
Barely managing not to laugh at the silly grin on his face as he waited for my last answer, I sighed dramatically. “He found my Pop-Tarts stash. He’s gotten really good at guilt. I think he’s working on adding a new chapter to the book and using me as research.”
Daddy was evil sometimes.
He was really good at it too.
Evan’s entire body shook with barely suppressed laughter and it was enough to have both Doms turning to stare at us again. “Sorry.”
He might’ve been sorry but he had to clamp his lips together again and was barely hanging on. I just sat there shaking my head. “You are terrible at being subtle.”
Why was that a surprise?
I was an idiot.
He did porn for a living.
Shrugging, Evan took a deep breath and sat straighter. “Sorry. The attention whore in me can’t help it and Aristotle keeps telling me I should go back to school and get a psychology degree because humans are fascinating. So that’s just making everything even funnier.”
They were the weirdest couple.
But the cutest had to be the new mixed couple Wright had talked about.
Oh. They were adorable.
“Don’t look. Don’t look. But look.” My ridiculous nonsense had Evan clamping his lips together again, but he managed to hold the laughter in as he shifted to the side and got a quick peek behind him without looking too obvious.
He did that very well.
Even the alien cutie who beamed at the young human guy who quickly hurried around the counter to go say hi to him for a second didn’t notice us…and that took skill because they noticed everything.
But when all his focus seemed to be on the human working at the restaurant, that probably helped. It looked like his world had narrowed down to the blushing human in front of him and nothing else mattered.
They had mates written all over them.
“Aw, look at them.” The melty smile Evan gave me as he turned back to me said he thought the two young guys were adorable. “They’d look so cute on camera.”
Well, they did seem photogenic.
But I wasn’t sure what to say about that part, so I just ignored it.
“They have to feel like bugs under a microscope because every person in here is watching them.” Aw, the human cutie had squeezed his mate’s tentacle and kissed his cheek before rushing to the back again.
Yep, the people-watching was the best and definitely worth it even if the pizza sucked.
“Okay, I can see why Wright wanted to come here.” From the weird mix of human couples to the wonderfully sweet budding romance, it wasn’t a bad way to spend an evening.