Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“In a protective way. My Little girl can have as many friends as she wants to have, but I will be the only Daddy in her life.”
Davis wrapped an arm around her waist and steered her out of the bedroom toward the kitchen.
“There can’t be that many Daddies out there,” Sue suggested with a laugh of relief.
“There are Daddies—and Mommies—everywhere looking for their Littles. You just haven’t noticed them.”
“I’m pretty observant,” Sue protested.
Davis smiled at her indulgently. “I know you are. You pick up on vibes you recognize at the gym immediately. Like Elizabeth. You’ve dealt with people who think more of themselves than others in the past.”
“Exactly,” Sue confirmed with a nod. She followed him into the laundry room off the kitchen and watched him scatter her clothes into the washer.
He pointed to her bag now sitting on the dryer. “Do I have your permission to open this?”
“Yes. There’s nothing in there except my work clothes.”
“We might as well wash those, too.”
Sue watched him unzip the duffle and toss her jeans and Little Cakes T-shirt inside. After adding some soap and a few pushes of buttons, Davis closed the top and the washer started.
He turned and looked at her, leaning back on the dryer. “You’ve been at the shop since it opened, right?”
“At Little Cakes? Yes.”
“You’ve worked at the cupcake bakery with several people I know are Little after meeting them at Blaze. I have a feeling you’re picking up on the Daddy and Little vibe now. That radar will get more precise as you meet more people.”
“You go to Blaze?”
“I do, Cherry. Are you interested in going?”
“I’m supposed to go with the other employees Saturday night,” she confessed. “I’m nervous. I’ve never been to a club like that.”
“If you’re interested, there’s no time like the present to try it. I’ll be there Saturday night,” he assured her. “I can show you around if you’d like.”
A sudden picture of Davis with tight leather clothes hugging all his bulging muscles flashed into her mind. Instant heat burst through her intimate spaces, and she felt herself get wet. Sue shook her head to dispel the enticing picture.
“What are you thinking, Little girl?”
Her face heated and she knew she was blushing. She dropped her gaze to her bare toes so his perceptive eyes wouldn’t guess that she had fantasized about him. Opening her mouth to tell him nothing, Sue realized that he’d know immediately if she lied. She certainly didn’t want another spanking.
“I don’t want to tell you,” she whispered.
“There can’t be any secrets between a Daddy and his Little,” Davis said gently.
“You’re not my Daddy,” Sue pointed out.
“Yet.” Davis let that one-word answer soak in before he changed the subject. “Come sit at the table. We can talk while I finish dinner. I have everything ready except for the fish. Do you like salmon?”
“I love it. I don’t have a clue how to cook it. My ex-husband didn’t like seafood. He always talked about the ocean being one big toilet where all the animals pooped. He was… Persnickety.” Sue sat down at the table where he indicated.
Davis laughed and shook his head. “From a man who figuratively shit in his own bed by getting caught having sex with another woman. That phobia is ironically appropriate.”
“I hadn’t ever thought of it like that. Troy really didn’t make sense about a lot of things.”
Sue watched Davis move smoothly around the kitchen. He was obviously at ease cooking. She felt like she should do something. Standing back up, Sue walked to the cabinets and paused. “If you’ll tell me where the dishes are, I’ll set the table.”
“No way, Cherry. Little girls don’t work.”
“But I feel silly sitting here while you’re doing everything,” she protested.
“I’m just about to put the salmon on the grill pan. I picked up something for you when I was at the grocery store. Do you like brain puzzles?” Davis asked, opening a drawer and pulling out a booklet and a set of markers. He set them on the table where she’d been sitting and waited.
“I can’t help?” Sue tried one more time.
“You’re my guest. Let’s chat and get acquainted while you multitask.”
“O-okay,” she agreed reluctantly. Troy never stepped foot in the kitchen until dinner was on the table. Sue shook her head. She’d really chosen poorly the first time.
Turning through the puzzle book, she stopped at a crossword. They could do that together. She filled in the first couple of answers before an errant thought flashed through her mind.
“Have you ever been married?”
“Never.”
“Really?”
“I’ll never lie to you, Cherry.”
She let that statement fade away as she filled in a few more answers. Before she could stop herself, Sue blurted, “That’s what all men say.”
Davis turned off the gas under the salmon and came to the table to pull the chair out next to her. After sitting, he leaned forward to scoop Sue into his arms and onto his lap. “I will never lie to you, Sue. Not all men are the same, and definitely true Daddies strive to live up to even better codes of conduct.”