Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
He got to drive Daddy crazy and I was the cute one.
“Yes, we will.” Pointing toward the door, Tate tried to look serious and glare. “Now I want my boyfriends to go have fun on their date.”
Hmm.
“I think that was our Dom telling us to go have a boyfriend date.” Turning to Daddy, I tried to sort through it. “Does that mean this is a sub date or is it still a grown-up boyfriend date?”
Daddy looked just as confused as I felt. “Both. He ordered his subs to have a boyfriend date.”
I wasn’t sure I liked the logic, but I wanted Olive Garden and attention, so I decided to debate the fine print later. “Okay.”
Daddy shook his head as Tate started to snicker. “Let’s go before I kill your Master.”
“I think he’s broken, so we’re not allowed to kill him for that.” I shrugged when Daddy sighed. “You can only kill him if he’d being deliberately naughty.”
The giggling really just hadn’t stopped for long enough to be anything else but a physical problem. “Hopefully he’ll be fixed by the time we get back so he can have an orgasm too.”
Daddy had been reaching for my hand but stopped before he touched me. “You’re right. If he’s broken, we shouldn’t be doing anything stressful with him.”
“Yep.” We had to be careful if he wasn’t feeling right. “No strenuous activity when someone isn’t well.”
“I like that logic.” Daddy nodded, probably to himself, but he finished taking my hand. “Let’s have our date and you’re going to tell me about your day.”
That seemed like a good plan, so as we drove, I told him about all the weird people I met and how one of the chatty guys downstairs had asked about my tail and how I’d seen word guy when I’d been heading to class earlier.
“You really don’t have to answer anyone’s questions if you don’t want to.” Daddy was looking very Daddy and even sighed as we headed up to the front of the restaurant. “I don’t care if the neighbors can hear too much of our private life. You don’t have to talk about tails with anyone you’re not comfortable with.”
“That’s what I thought but I wasn’t sure if there was some kind of social norm around BDSM stuff that I’d missed.” People were just kind of weird, though, so it might’ve been that.
They were so weird they even glared at you when they were the ones eavesdropping as they came out of a restaurant.
So I just smiled as the old couple frowned at me. “Excuse you.”
They huffed and kept going but Daddy pinched his lips together instead of laughing. “I think we’ll save that conversation for when we sit down.”
“People are very nosy.” Some people just didn’t have manners. “Oh, does that mean Marshall is working?”
Yes, he was.
Daddy was a wonderful date and asked for us to be seated in his section so we could have real conversations and not just boring grown-up ones. He was even very confident and didn’t blush when the hostess gave us a curious look and sighed.
Only Daddy did that without looking rude, but she didn’t seem to know that. When we finally sat down and she walked away, I frowned at Daddy. “She was…”
“I’m going with nosy too.” Daddy was still bouncing between Dommy and Daddy. “She was making it very obvious what she was thinking.”
“She’s new.” Marshall walked up behind Daddy and shrugged. “The manager has talked to her several times.”
My boyfriend Dean wasn’t very good with confrontations, but my Daddy didn’t seem to have that problem. “We weren’t rude and hadn’t said anything inappropriate around her. There was no need for the sigh and the weird looks.”
He was sexy when he was grumpy…well, when he was grumpy at other people.
I was a good boy and he never had to get grumpy at me, though.
“Half the staff is in the lifestyle and the franchise owner is too. It’s a big open secret, so she knew what she was getting into when she applied.” Marshall shrugged. “I’ll let the manager know there was a problem, though.”
“Thank you.” Sitting straighter, Daddy looked like he was trying to push his frustration away. “But we’re not going to let that ruin our date.”
“We’re having a grown-up one to make sure we’re strengthening that part of our relationship. It’s very important, you know.” And it was important that Daddy let me know that I was special. “Thank you for being our server so we don’t have to be boring on our date.”
Marshall grinned. “I love littles. You’re welcome and let me know if there’s anything I can do to make your date even better.”
“Thank you.” Daddy answered before I could tell Marshall that chocolate milk would make me feel even more special. “We’re good for now, but later, I’d love to get that information you were offering before? We’re ready to meet some of the more established members of the local community.”