Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
When I simply nodded and waited, trying to show him I was listening, not judging, he gave me a faint smile as he kept talking out his thoughts. “I’m just not sure I know what I’m going to do or how things are going to look. What I can say is that I want to get to know you more and my trip here has been extended for a while so I can make some decisions.”
That seemed fair but frustrating to hear…I kept that to myself, though, because it wouldn’t be helpful.
“So we don’t define things strictly yet, but we continue to see each other and have meaningful discussions on the BDSM side of things and time for me to get to know your pup more?” When he nodded, I had a random thought. “What about seeing anyone else and how we’re going to define that?”
Well, that sounded vague.
Trying again, I found myself rambling instead of making it any better. “I mean, I have no plans to see anyone else, but you’ve been hanging out with the Leashes & Lace guys a lot and they’re…friendly? Nakedly friendly?”
Laughing, he nodded. “Okay, yeah, I can see needing a discussion on that side of things. Um…”
As his delight in my awkwardness and just the subject in general faded, he made a cute thinking face and shrugged. “That’s hard. I have no plans on doing shoots or getting randomly overly friendly with someone there like Eli, but I should probably tell you that I have a…a thing with one of the guys from Leashes & Lace on Friday.”
He was radiating confusion, not worry, so I was more curious than jealous about what thing meant. Besides, there were only two of the models that I knew of who were Doms, so the odds of him ending up in a relationship with them were slim. “Okay, what does thing mean?”
That had him going still. “Yeah, that’s not helpful.”
Trying not to laugh, I coughed a few times making him roll his eyes. “He’s out with this, so it’s not like I’m oversharing here, but I’m hanging out with Ian on Friday as…well, I’m stepping in as his Daddy for the night.”
Bishop paused, shrugging. He was probably expecting me to say that was ridiculous, but unfortunately I thought he’d make a very good Daddy. He was playful and had a caretaker vibe that made it feel like that would be a good fit…but it had me questioning several things…like if he was a switch.
“That sounds fun.” Keeping them to myself for now, I nodded and tried to be supportive. “You’d be a good Daddy figure, or however you want to define your role. What can you tell me without breaking his confidence?”
I was aiming for curious and supportive without coming across as nosy and creepy, and when he started talking, I assumed it’d worked. “He’s a little and we had coffee the other day. You should’ve seen his face when we were talking. He was trying to smile and look laid back, but he was…he’s lonely but not in a needing a friend kind of way. Does that make sense?”
Yes, but what also made sense was the little he’d picked to attach himself to. There was something sweet about Ian that made everyone gravitate toward him.
“Yes, of course it does.” Taking a second, I nudged his foot and smiled as my brain whirled. “What do you have planned for the cutie?”
Bishop took a deep breath and smiled, relief clear on his face as he charged right in. “I’m going to make him dinner, something fun of course, and I’m going to pick out some new coloring books and we’re going to watch a movie. I don’t know how little he goes, but I want to give him a chance to relax and play.”
I thought we’d both expected me to be a bit jealous. Talking about seeing other people was one thing but actually doing it was another…but this was Ian…and Bishop was so excited. I couldn’t be jealous of that.
Now, I could be jealous that I wasn’t going to get a fun dinner and watch cartoons, but I had a feeling I would hear about it later. Bishop wasn’t the type to keep things like their date…their evening together a secret, so as long as Ian didn’t mind, I had a feeling I would get all the cute details.
“I think that sounds like a great idea.” Grasping at some way to show him I wasn’t going to be weird about this, I had an idea. “Maybe we can figure out a fun dessert for you to bring over? Shaped cookies or something to surprise him with?”
His eyes widened and his whole face shone with excitement. “That’s a great idea.”
“What can I say?” I shrugged, giving him a flirty grin. “I’m a genius.”