Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 76603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Chuckling, Austin shook his head. “I can imagine that.”
“He warned me it might happen, so it wasn’t a surprise.” It had been adorable, though. “I think I handled being a Daddy very well and having him be so…chatty and innocent, I guess, made it easier to share how I was feeling and for us to make some progress physically.”
Slowly nodding, Austin was quiet for a moment before smiling again. “I’m glad you made progress. I hadn’t thought about Dessie being little making that easier, but it makes sense.”
That was it?
No badgering?
No demanding to know what we’d done?
Hmm.
“I think Dessie would be alright with me telling you that we’re compatible in a lot of ways and his enthusiasm made it difficult to be worried.” I’d still done an amazing job of holding onto my concerns, but even after having some time to think about what had happened, there wasn’t the same level of fear or anger that there had been before.
“I’m glad.” Austin let out a breath and gave me a flirty smile. “He’s a wonderful sub and I’m glad he found someone who can appreciate him.”
Grateful we weren’t talking about me any longer, I nodded. “He’s mischievous and adorable…and thinks entirely too highly of you.”
My dryly delivered teasing had his grin getting wider. “Like I said, he’s wonderful.”
“He is.” So far, he had no red flags and mine were fading in color rapidly. I wasn’t going to say that I was magically cured of every mental health-related issue that was hiding in my brain, but I could think about our evening without getting angry and nothing we’d done made me feel ashamed.
And since those were the two most prominent issues my therapist had been trying to get me to talk about, I thought I was doing fairly well.
“So I can stop panicking?” Austin didn’t seem to see anything wrong with admitting how upset he’d been.
I wasn’t sure I’d ever get to that point, but then again, he was unique.
“Yes. I’m not going to promise we won’t run into other issues or that we won’t have setbacks in some way, but I think I can confidently reassure you that no therapy is needed and we both had a nice time on our date.” The amount of cuddling we’d done and the cute kiss Dessie had given me before he’d left Austin’s property didn’t leave much room for doubt.
“Wonderful. Then I won’t overwhelm Dessie with questions that he might not be sure how to answer.” Austin’s tactful acknowledgment that Dessie probably wouldn’t know what to say was appreciated.
“I think that’s best. Although asking him general questions about how he felt on the date would not overwhelm him.” I had no desire for him to discuss our physical time together with Austin, but I wasn’t sure how much privacy would be reasonable. “I’m also sure that there would part of his little time that he’d be comfortable sharing.”
Just not everything.
“I will keep that in mind.” Austin gave me a gracious nod and rose like he was still at the tea party, graceful and like the world was at his feet. “And I hope you have a productive afternoon.”
Then the troublemaker swept out of my office, closing the door behind him as he tossed a polite goodbye at my probably very confused admin.
Slouching back in my chair, I gave up focusing on work and reached for my phone.
Your favorite drama queen just paid me a visit.
I wasn’t sure if Dessie would be too busy to respond or not, but it didn’t take long before his response popped up.
Oh dear. I thought he’d been surprisingly quiet.
No such luck.
Evidently you do important work and can’t be interrupted so he stopped by my office to interrogate me.
I could almost see him trying not to laugh.
I don’t know what to say to that. Anything I’ve come up with sounds wrong. I’m not going to get myself in trouble because he’s curious.
Yeah, I could imagine that would be a problem.
How about just telling me you’re sorry he drove me crazy and that you want to have dinner with me to make it up to me?
There was definitely a grin on his face—I could see it in his reply.
So he’s naughty and I have to apologize?
Yep.
I think that’s very reasonable. Especially because he came after me since you’re too special.
He sent me a picture of a man obviously thinking, head cocked to the side with his finger on his chin. So I waited and after a few seconds, he made me laugh.
Thank you for thinking I’m special, Daddy. I will be glad to say thank you in person too.
Shaking my head, I couldn’t help teasing him back.
I’m not sure that’s what I said but we can work out those details in person.
I was imagining a shiver going through him but I wasn’t sure what direction his thoughts were going until he responded back.