Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
I was going to respond and tell him what a good job he did spanking me, just to be polite of course, but he sat straighter. “I didn’t see any pictures where you were tied up. You didn’t even have a pink ass.”
Narrowing his eyes accusatorially, Eli quickly shifted to look disappointed. “You didn’t show me the best ones.”
I shrugged. It hadn’t been my call. I was just the doll. “I didn’t pick them out. Besides, Owner said those were just for us, and I think Roman asked to see the pictures for the campaign.”
Fine print was very important.
Looking delightfully thoughtful, I hummed. “You’ll have to come over this week and see them.”
And then he could meet the harpy.
“Owner?” I was still sweet and innocent as I gazed up at Luca. “Can he come over and see my prettiest pictures?”
“Me too.” Roman glared at everyone as he walked into the living room. “Wings? Really?”
I had no idea what he was talking about, so I smiled at Owner. “You made me the best fairy wings. I looked beautiful.”
That just got Roman grumbling again, but Owner smiled and nodded. “Of course. You can always invite people over, pretty one.”
They’d both been ready to say something with Roman looking stern and frustrated for some reason, but then the oven timer went off. Roman took his grumbling back into the kitchen, but Owner smiled as he followed Roman. “Dinner is almost ready.”
He was so happy and so helpful.
“Are you living with him?” Eli’s curious question made me sigh genuinely this time.
“No. Owners have to take good care of their dolls and that means we can’t go too fast.” That really was the only frustrating part of being a doll.
Owners were very conscientious.
“Oh.” Eli frowned, sympathizing as he looked toward the door where Owner had just disappeared. “He’s going slow?”
“Yes.” Pouting, I leaned back and huffed. “Because I’m special and worth treating right.”
Eli’s face scrunched up. “I’m sorry. Have you thought about seducing him or just moving in? He probably wouldn’t notice for a while. He’s kind of scatterbrained when he’s creating.”
“I know.” It was so cute. “He even forgets to eat and sleep. I have to keep a constant eye on him. He’s lucky to have me.”
But that didn’t mean I could take advantage of him.
“He’d figure it out eventually and then he’d worry.” I’d hate that. “So I have to be good.”
Eli’s sigh said he knew how painful that had to be. “I’m sorry.”
“Thank you.” Sympathy was always nice when things got difficult. “But I’m using this time wisely and helping him to get to know me and what his doll needs. I think a week should be fair, right?”
Nodding, Eli considered the question seriously. “Yes, I think that’s very reasonable considering you’ve already decided he should keep you.”
“Exactly.” I shrugged, not understanding why Owner didn’t see it the same way. “It would be much more convenient for him to take care of me that way too. I have to dress myself in the morning when I’m not over at his house. That’s just not right.”
Dolls didn’t do that.
Wincing, Eli sighed. “No, as your Owner, he’s supposed to control you more completely than that. Did you explain it to him? Maybe he just doesn’t know?”
Hmm.
“I think I have, but maybe I just wasn’t thorough enough?” I’d probably been too vague when it came to explaining his role in our relationship.
“You know, showing is always better than telling. Maybe you should just make sure you’re over at his house more.” Eli lifted one shoulder when I frowned. “Not moving in, of course, that would be too fast and wouldn’t be following your Owner’s order. But if you just happened to stay over more so he could see what he was supposed to be doing…well, that wouldn’t be breaking the rules.”
He had a point.
“Owner likes it when I stay over.” And he needed me to make sure he was being taken care of too. “I make sure he eats and doesn’t work all night.”
I had a very important role in his life because I was fairly certain I would be the only thing keeping him alive as he got older.
Dolls were very special to their Owners and he’d have to stay healthy to take care of me.
Yep, he needed me.
I just had to make sure he understood that better and then we’d get by the whole “going slow” business much faster.
Beaming up at Eli, I patted his leg. “You’re very smart. Thank you for your help.”
For some reason, Owner groaned from the kitchen. Had they burned dinner? I wasn’t sure two Doms who were as easily distracted as they were should be left alone in the kitchen.
But thinking about the kitchen made me think about how sweet Owner was. “Did I tell you that Owner made me a cake tea party?”