Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“Is that so? And you hung them all up?”
She slowly shook her head. “No. I stuffed them all in the closet and shut the door,” she murmured.
He laughed. “You don’t have to impress me with your tidiness or anything else, Giggles. I’m already head over heels for you. I guess we better add cleaning your closet to our list of chores for tonight, yeah?”
She groaned. “I can just do it another day.”
He spun her around and wrapped his arms around her. “Nope. I wouldn’t want you to wake up tomorrow to have everything fall out of your closet onto the floor. Daddy will help you get your chores done.” He glanced toward the hamper by the wall. “Let’s sit down and eat Chinese and then get your laundry started. How’s that sound?”
Her stomach growled at the suggestion. “Perfect.”
Taking her hand, Cameron led her to the kitchen where steaming containers of food were already sitting on the table. He’d also found plates and silverware and filled glasses with ice water.
“Wow, I really did take a long time,” she murmured.
He pulled out a chair for her and helped her get settled before pushing her up to the table.
“That’s a lot of food.”
“I figured who doesn’t like Chinese leftovers? You can take some for lunch tomorrow, or if there’s way too much, we can eat it for dinner again another night.”
She looked up at him. Was he already planning another date? That seemed too good to be true.
He tipped her chin back and gave her a quick kiss. She decided she really liked it when he kissed her like that. “Now that I’ve found you, I’d like to see you every day. I’m so glad you happen to work in the same building as me. That means I get to see you even during the day, but after work, I will be eager to spend more quality time with you, Giggles.”
He released her and turned to open the containers. He kept talking while he filled her plate with a large helping of chicken fried rice and then a smaller scoop of several other delicious-looking selections.
“Is there anything you don’t like, Little girl?”
She shook her head. “No. I’m not picky. That all looks so yummy. I never get to try all the different choices at a Chinese restaurant because I always want fried rice so badly.”
“Well, now you can try more things.” Still standing, he set her plate down in front of him, grabbed a fork and knife, and cut all the larger pieces of meat and vegetables into smaller bites.
She trembled as she watched him. He was so nurturing. With any other man she probably would have run from the room by now. His actions could be misconstrued as high-handed. But after spending a day with Cameron, she knew he was simply Daddying her, and it was sweet.
“Be careful. It’s still hot,” he instructed as he slid the plate in front of her and handed her a fork.
“Thank you, Daddy.” The words slid out easily, and when she glanced at him, she found him smiling broadly.
After he filled his plate and settled in his chair, she cleared her throat. She was pushing the food around and hadn’t taken a bite yet. “I’m still worried about seeing each other at work,” she admitted.
“I don’t want to hide our relationship, Little one,” he said gently. “Are you embarrassed about me?” His voice was teasing.
She met his gaze and shook her head. “Of course not. I’m just concerned.”
“About people knowing we’re dating or about what our public dynamic will look like?”
She blew out a breath. At least he understood. “The latter.”
He reached over and set a hand on top of hers. “I would never do anything to embarrass you in front of other people. Our age-play dynamic can be as private as you want it to be. Lots of Littles prefer to keep their professional life separate. We can keep that side of us to at home and when we’re at Blaze.”
“Okay.” She was struggling to picture what that might look like. Right now, she felt so Little that she wasn’t sure how she was going to juggle the two sides. It would be humiliating if anyone found out how deeply she was apparently going to submit to Cameron.
He gave her hand another squeeze. “How about tomorrow you come to my office at lunch time? I have a microwave in my office. I’ll pack up this Chinese and heat it up. We can eat in relative privacy before we go back to work.”
“Okay.” She thought that might work. She would still be nervous, but if they weren’t going to eat in the crowded lunch room, at least fewer people would see her and ask a ton of questions she wasn’t ready to field yet.
“Eat your food, Little one.” He released her hand and pointed at her plate.