Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70014 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70014 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
And book shopping was much more fun than baking any day…especially when books gave my sweet boy so many naughty ideas.
The spanking question as a distraction had been very well done.
“Such a good boy.” And such an adorably manipulative one.
It was no wonder Kenzie liked him so much.
“Thank you, Daddy.” Every time he said it, he seemed to get more comfortable with the word and I wasn’t sure it was just him trying to look cute any longer. “I’ve been very good.”
And we were back to present time.
“You have been.” Taking his free hand, I helped him out of the car and made sure he didn’t drop his book loot. “I think it’s time for my good boy to see what his Daddy got him.”
If he was going to call me Daddy, I was going to claim the title.
“Little presents are nice too. Don’t forget.” His earnest expression was at odds with the excited, greedy look in his eyes. “All presents are good ones, Daddy.”
Well, at least he was clear about that, so I didn’t have to worry or wonder what his love language was.
Presents.
“I’m glad.” I had to resist the urge to grin as he stepped closer, deciding that cuddling would be a good choice to get what he wanted.
“I’m going to appreciate any present you get me too.” He seemed to be stumped at what to say next, so he kissed my cheek. “I’ve been really trying to be good for you too, Daddy.”
So repeating it over and over made it more true?
Got it.
“You have.” Squeezing his hand, I pulled him closer and kissed his cheek again. “Alright, let me get something out of the trunk and then we’ll go inside.”
He sucked in a breath like I’d said I had Santa back there. “Okay, Daddy.”
Stefan was so subtle.
It got even worse as I released his hand and went around to the back of the car. “Then we’ll go inside and we’ll have some fun.”
He wasn’t really listening to what I was saying, but it seemed he tracked some of it even though his eyes were following every movement I made. “What kind of fun, Daddy?”
The slightly distracted tone in his voice had me trying not to smile. I wasn’t even sure he’d realized he’d asked a question. “How about we read a book?”
That had him blinking as he realized what I’d suggested. “Read?”
“Yes, I thought we could curl up and I could read you a book for a while.” Pulling his present out from the trunk had him sucking in a breath again, but he didn’t ask about the decorated bag just yet. “We could do one of your new ones or try something more young at heart.”
Or just young.
I had a variety of books currently on my shelf and I was positive we could find something he’d enjoy no matter what his headspace was.
“I like books and…and Kenzie said you’d read to me.” Stefan’s strategy seemed to be to make sure I knew most things that could go wrong would be Kenzie’s fault.
But since Kenzie had been the person to suggest most things to Stefan, I didn’t fault him for that line of thinking.
“I would love to read to you.” Swinging the bag a bit to catch his eye, I shut the trunk. “Let’s go figure out the best way to cuddle.”
Stefan’s attention kept bouncing back and forth between the bag and the conversation, so it took him a second to realize he had a question. “Are there lots of options?”
“Yes.” Taking his hand, I led him toward the house. “We could sit side by side on the couch. You could curl up on my lap on my big chair. We could curl up in my bed—fully clothed, of course.”
That got a giggle out of him and he blushed, but he also kept watching the bag as I swung it out in front of me. “Do…do the options change if I can’t be little? That’s what this is, right? Seeing if I can be little.”
“No, it’s seeing if we can bring out your little side. I already know he’s there. He might just be hiding. You look kind of shady sometimes. He might be stubborn.” My teasing response got another happy sound out of him.
“So you’re not going to worry if he’s stubborn?” Stefan’s gaze finally lifted up to meet mine for a moment. “If he’s stubborn, should I sit next to you?”
“First, do you have any limits I should know about? Did any of those options make you feel nervous or like we needed to put it off? Remember, it can be for any reason.” I’d run into people who had some fascinating limitations, so nothing would shock me.
Stefan actually took the time to think about it. “I think the bed would give me…well, grown-up thoughts. So, since that’s not our goal, maybe we don’t do that yet?”