Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Hmm, I might’ve been smart but Daddy was definitely psychic.
Chapter 15
Ansel
“Are you sure?” He’d nearly bounced out of his apartment when I’d picked him up for our date, so I still didn’t quite believe the of course I wanted to be big answer he’d given me. “We can still go get a burger and play.”
As long as dinner was either a steak or a burger, I didn’t care either way, but Charlie started shaking his head even though he was studying the kid’s menu. “No, I’m big. I promise.”
Of course he was.
I knew I was missing something, but I decided to just ignore it for the time being. Charlie was being very Charlie and pushing didn’t seem like it would be helpful. It might just end up making my computer roar too.
“Alright then. What looks good for dinner?” I’d ignore the silliness but I wasn’t going to be ridiculous about it. “Do you want the mac and cheese or the nuggets?”
There was no way he was picking out a steak, and I knew I was right when he answered without even thinking about it. “Can I have both, Daddy?”
Yep, very big, indeed.
“As long as you get veggies instead of fries as the sides, that’s fine with me.” And whatever mental shenanigans he’d talked himself into was fine with me too.
Thankfully, I’d seen our waiter around the club and he’d given me a quick wink as he’d taken our drink orders, so Charlie’s distracted littleness wasn’t going to be an issue.
“Two veggies?” His face scrunched up. “Potatoes are healthy, Daddy.”
I knew just the right way to turn the conversation around. “I’ll accept potatoes are healthy as long as you explain the contents of a bunny salad.”
My response had him sighing. “Can one veggie be the fruit cup, Daddy?”
He’d given in entirely too easily for that salad to have actually been a salad.
What had he been eating?
No one moaned and giggled as they ate an actual salad.
“Yes, sweetie. I think that would be a delicious dinner.” And I was going to owe our waiter a big tip if he could get the kitchen to make it without anyone in the back wondering why an adult was ordering that.
“Thank you, Daddy.” He looked sweet and innocent right up until my phone roared in my pocket.
Barely holding back a giggle, he stared at the menu like he wouldn’t be able to contain his delight if he looked away.
“Phones make the strangest noises lately.” My dry response had his shoulders shaking. “I think mine updated and something went wrong. But it’s okay. I like monsters.”
The biggest issue wasn’t the odd looks I was getting from clients…it was the way the sound reminded me of my naughty boy and made me hard.
Fucking dragons.
“Updates are hard.” He was trying to look innocent but he was doing a terrible job of it as his eyes sparkled with delight. “Phones are naughty sometimes.”
“They are.” I’d told my clients that it was a prank a friend’s kid pulled on me and I had to leave it like that for a while to make him think he’d gotten one over on me.
Everyone had loved it and I’d come out looking great, but I wasn’t sure how long the roaring would last. “But electronics can’t be punished, so I’ll just have to be patient until it gets fixed.”
Charlie was anything but subtle when he was being naughty and it didn’t seem like that would change even if it was innocent fun. He froze like a startled statue before making himself look over the menu again like it’d changed in the last thirty seconds. “Um, you were going to get a steak?”
Yep, nothing curious to see here at all.
“Yes.” As I rambled about sizes and sides, only half focusing because we’d already talked about the same thing three times, I went over the conversation in my head. “I think I’ve talked myself into the baked potato and green beans.”
Punished.
That was when he’d reacted like he’d been struck by a freeze ray from one of his cartoons. I was doing better at the whole Daddy thing and was really focusing on that, but it seemed like I should’ve been paying just as much attention to the naughty sub side of my sneaky cutie.
Charlie managed to shake off whatever naughty fantasies and shock had flashed through him by the time the waiter came over, but that just left him distracted and fighting his little side. He even said “Yes, Sir” to the waiter when the young alpha asked if he wanted milk with his dinner.
Yep, that was one young Dom who was getting a badass tip.
We were definitely going to have to figure out his work schedule, but for the time being, I had a bigger mystery to solve.
What Charlie wanted to happen after dinner.
The most straightforward answer was a spanking but Charlie wasn’t always the most linear person I’d met. Some of that seemed to be the brilliant mind that was hiding just under his shyness. Geniuses were usually fascinating…Austin was proof of that.