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)
“I don’t know what I’m doing here. Kenzie was…and Lorne…” They were very good at talking me into things. “I’m sorry.”
I had a feeling I was going to end up saying that a lot over the next few hours.
“No sorries unless you’ve actually done something wrong.” He raised his eyebrow, looking very…very Domish even if he hadn’t actually said he was a Dom.
“Yes, Sir.”
Oh, was I supposed to call him that?
Ugh.
“Mr. Librarian, you’re here.” Kenzie’s excited voice as he finally bounced his way across the wide room cut off the frustrated rambling in my head about what an idiot I was. “I knew you would come. Do you want cake?”
“I…” Thinking back to Monroe’s words and realizing I had no idea what I would say to Boyd if I kept talking to him, I nodded. “Yes, I like cake.”
“Kenzie makes very good cake.” Boyd’s smiling response made it sound like he was giving me permission, and I could feel my heart rate slowing. “He’s also got some fun toys he could show you or you could see what kind of mess Lorne is creating.”
Boyd’s frown as he looked over at Lorne was so cute, I couldn’t help smiling as he shook his head. “He’s making a mess, so he’d love it if you helped him justify all the beads he brought.”
He clearly disapproved but Kenzie gave a beaming smile. “Yes, let’s go make bracelets because anyone can do that.”
As he took my hand and started dragging me over toward the table that had been set up for making jewelry, I realized that anyone meant Doms and subs and whatever else someone might describe themselves as.
Like me.
I wasn’t sure I had a label at the moment, so I was an anyone…I just wished I knew if he’d let me stay that way or if he was going to start asking me what I was.
Because I had no idea why I was there or what I was doing.
“Let’s make you sparkly, Mr. Librarian.”
Well, at least Kenzie knew what I was going to do…and sparkles had to be easier than questions, right?
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Sparkles were not easier than questions, but I had several new bracelets and he’d let me take home more cake since he’d said his Daddy wouldn’t let him eat the rest by himself…so I was going to count the confusing adventure a success.
Mostly.
I might’ve avoided Boyd a bit too much and I still had no idea what I was doing with the whole little and submissive adventure Kenzie was trying to drag me on, but it hadn’t been bad. I’d figured out a few things too, so that had to make it a success.
“I liked making the jewelry and I liked having snacks with everyone.” Heading into my small kitchen to make tea, I puttered around as I tried to sort through my feelings. “I liked talking to the other people there…the ones I didn’t hide from, at least.”
Kenzie had been right. There’d been a mix of people who’d shown up and I wasn’t the only person who’d seemed to be a tad bit confused. One woman had even asked me if I’d ever explored being a kitten and a man slightly younger than me had asked me if I had strong opinions on what should happen in a bathroom.
Thankfully, Kenzie’s Daddy had saved me from having to figure out a polite answer to either question. Boyd had been ready to step in—that’d been obvious—but I wasn’t sure what he would’ve done or why he was watching me so intently.
I was human and had no idea what was going on with the locals.
I also had no idea what I felt about the submissive questions everyone seemed to think were so easy to answer.
I wasn’t even sure what I was doing at the playdate.
Yes, there were too many questions floating around in my head for me to take the next step in anything. I couldn’t even take the next step in managing the library because there were holes in the online catalog I could drive a truck through, and at least once a week an older patron would ask me for books we didn’t have…well, I thought we didn’t have.
“You should not flirt with your boss even if he’s handsome and controlling.” No, that made him sound questionable. “Handsome and dominant.”
Kenzie said he was a Daddy.
Outside of a romance novel, the deputy was the only person I knew who was a Daddy. Well, that I knew one hundred percent was a Daddy. I had several good guesses and had been a part of a few confusing conversations but that was not actual facts.
“Well, he’s technically not my boss. He’s just my liaison with the local…the local something. They called themselves a council a few times, but it hadn’t really sounded like a political group and no one could tell me how they got elected.”