Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
“I was relieved to find out that I was not the only nonhuman in a domination-based pairing to have not given enough details.” He shrugged as I tried not to laugh. “We have decided a checklist is in order.”
Oh yeah.
If they were all forgetting a few important details once they’d fallen for a human sub, better planning was needed.
“Checklists are good. What should’ve gone on it first about the bonding thing?” There was entirely too much to stay focused on. If I wasn’t careful, the conversation would wander off again.
“Yes, our list.” Daddy Wright’s body went kind of squiggly again before he settled down, looking slightly resigned. “I should have explained in more detail that for us bonding is a physiological process as well as a relationship designation.”
When I just blinked, still confused, he continued. “We become…we become highly attached to our bonded mates, and as it progresses, we become uncomfortable when we are away from them for long.”
Dude, were humans addictive or just mates in general?
Doing my best not to respond badly and send weird messages to my new Daddy, I let out a breath and tried to figure out where to start. When that didn’t really work, I mentally said fuck it and jumped in randomly.
“So, if I were like you and we weren’t a mixed couple, as you called it, would you still feel the same way?” Had that made any sense at all? “I mean…when you bond?”
I’d started to reword it in my head when Daddy Wright nodded confidently.
“Yes, the process would have been much stronger if we were the same species.” With that out of the way, he seemed to find explaining the rest easier. “I have been told I will become very attached. However, since I am now your…”
He glanced around and frowned, clearly not liking having to watch his language.
“However, since I am now an important part of your life and your boyfriend, I do not see that as a problem.” He gave another of his cute shrugs and waved a few of his smaller tentacles around. “I must stay close to you so that I can prevent injuries and care for you adequately. You must not be allowed to damage yourself with a knife again.”
The way he said that so matter-of-factly said I should be worried…but the bonded thing was still more important than the not-so-vague hints about him wanting to stay over all the time.
“We can talk about how you’re going to do that, my Wright.” That had him looking very pleased. Yep, the new designation had something to do with our new relationship status.
How had we just met a few hours ago?
“Okay, this is going to sound nuts, but how does this affect me? I mean, the bonding thing?” There was no way I was this laid-back about him basically saying he was going to move in to make sure I didn’t fall down the stairs.
That question had Daddy Wright going very still.
His confused shrug and slightly frustrated look gave me the impression he didn’t like not having the answer, but I tried to be patient. “I do not know. I did not think to ask. You are human. You do not bond.”
Well, we didn’t bond with each other.
“I’m not terribly worried about it at the moment.” He made me feel relaxed, not drugged or anything. “I’m just thinking we should ask about it at some point? I really should be more worried about how fast we’re going.”
That seemed to offend him.
His huff was adorable.
And how cute he was might’ve had an effect on my lack of fear too.
He was so ridiculous and adorable when he worried about me, and he just made me feel warm and fuzzy.
“I am your…” He frowned again before dropping his voice low, giving up on being completely discreet in public. “I am your Daddy, little human. You should never be worried about me.”
Yep, adorable.
“That’s not the correct word, you’re right.” Doing my best to take the whole thing seriously, I reached across the table and stroked his smaller tentacle.
I wasn’t quite sure how I’d offended him so fast, but I wanted to fix it. I wasn’t worried about him and I didn’t want him to think that I was. “You’re my Daddy.”
God, I really hoped the background noise was loud enough that no one heard us.
“And I really liked having you around today.” Petting my fingers over the nubby things on the underside of his tentacle, I did my best to think good thoughts. Happy, slightly dirty, cuddly thoughts.
Bingo.
Daddy Wright was getting much calmer.
This bonding thing wasn’t too bad as long as we could both function.
I’d been at a munch looking for a Daddy and I’d found a Daddy. I couldn’t really complain about getting what I’d wished for.
“Can you stay tonight? I know we both have to work tomorrow, but I’d like it?” Those were good boundaries, right? Staying tonight and making sure he knew we both had to work? “I have to be up fairly early to open the store.”