Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 111278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
“Oh, wait!” He grabbed it back.
Her lower lip started trembling. She wanted to suck on it. Why couldn’t she? Was it wrong?
“Whoa, Shortcake. Hey. You didn’t do anything wrong,” he said soothingly. “Everything is all right.”
“I can’t have it? I’m too naughty?”
“Why on earth would you be too naughty?” he asked.
She shrugged. She didn’t know. She just figured she was. Maybe she didn’t deserve any of these pretty things.
“A nuisance. That’s all I am,” she muttered.
“You are not!”
His sharp voice made her jump and she groaned as pain throbbed through her body.
“Shit. Sorry, darling girl. Are you all right? Where does it hurt?”
“Everywhere.”
He glanced at the clock. “Another hour and you can have some more pain medication.”
He looked so worried that she forced herself to smile. “I’m all good.”
“You’re not. But you will be. I’m sorry for snapping, but I don’t ever want to hear such bullshit from you again, understand me? You are never a nuisance.”
Whoa. Those were some strong words from him. Had she spoken out loud?
“You deserve all of this and more. I didn’t take the pacifier from you because you couldn’t have it, darling girl. Do you really think I’d give you something just to take it away from you again?”
Umm.
Well.
She didn’t think she wanted to answer that. Logically, no. But she hadn’t been acting on logic, had she?
“Sorry, Dom-Dom.”
He shook his head. “Actually, I think I should say sorry.”
“You should?”
“I shouldn’t have snatched it from your hand without an explanation. I just didn’t want you to put it in your mouth. And then I made you jump and hurt yourself. I’m not being a very good Daddy, am I?”
She waggled a finger at him. “I do not want to hear such bullshit out of your mouth.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Is that so?”
“Uh-huh. You are the best Daddy. But, um . . . I’m not allowed to put it in my mouth?” She was a bit embarrassed by just how much she wanted to suck on the pacifier.
“Of course you can. After I wash it for you. I don’t know if there are any germs on it and it probably tastes a bit plastic.”
“Ooh. That makes sense. I’m sorry I thought it was something else.”
“You deserve the world and I’ll give you everything I can.” He cupped the side of her face. “I’m going to show you how wonderful you are. And how stupid your parents were to teach you that you weren’t good enough. Because you are my everything.”
“I feel I should warn you that I might become a diva and become very demanding.”
His lips twitched. “That’s all right. I know how to deal with divas. A trip over Daddy’s knee, then some time spent in the corner with a hot, bare bottom usually takes care of any naughtiness.”
Okay then.
“Let me just wash this so it can dry while we look at everything else, all right?”
“Okay, Daddy.” She leaned back against her pillows, worn out.
She stifled a yawn as he re-entered the room. He eyed her. “Getting tired, aren’t you?”
“Umm, can I plead the fifth?”
“Why would you plead the fifth?”
“Because if I say yes, then you’ll make me nap and I want to see what other gifts I got. If I say no, then I’ll be lying and I’ll get more entries in that icky book.”
He grinned and shook his head. “All right, how about this? We’ll open the rest of your things. Then you can go potty while I get your pacifier and bottle. Then you can nap.”
“Will you agree to not call it a potty?”
“I will not. But the offer to buy a potty still stands.”
“Hard limit. Definite hard limit.”
“Hmm. I need to write all your rules on a board so you remember them. I know you’re having some problems with your memory at the moment.”
That was both thoughtful and mean. Thoughtful because yes, she was having issues with her memory.
And mean because she couldn’t use memory loss as an excuse for rule breaking.
Bummer.
He opened up some more gifts that he’d bought for her. She was so spoiled. There was a soft, cute onesie she’d ever seen in her life. And some gorgeous panties with kittens on the front. They had extra padding in them that made her blush. Almost like training pants for toddlers. There were also some tops and tights and skirts. All of them were colorful with images of cats or cupcakes on them. A dress in red and white which flared out at the bottom into a pleated skirt. On the front was an image of Strawberry Shortcake.
Okay, she officially loved it.
“Daddy, thank you so much. I love it all.” She hugged him tight.
“You’re most welcome, my darling girl. Let me put it all away and then I’ll carry you to the potty.”
Yeah. She was never going to get him to stop calling it that.