Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Or it might have been if she was a normal girl.
He checked the duck for the temperature and she swirled her hand through the water, trying to create more bubbles.
A giggle escaped her. “This is so fun! I love bubbles!”
“That’s good, darling girl.” He grabbed a new cloth. “You just relax now and let me clean you. Okay?”
“Okay, Dada.”
He turned off the taps again and she picked up a pile of bubbles as he washed her.
He was so thorough, washing every inch of her.
She scooped up some bubbles and put them over her chin. “Who am I? Bunny, you are not allowed to walk anywhere on your own, you might stub your toe and get hurt.”
She said it in a deep, husky voice with a terrible accent.
“Hmm, let me think.” He tapped his finger against his chin. “It is hard to work it out. Salem!”
She giggled. “No, Dada! I was being Papa. Couldn’t you tell from the accent?
“Gosh, sorry. I really thought that was Salem.” He winked at her. “Now, do you think you can kneel with your sore knee?”
“Yeah, of course,” she said as she created patterns with the bubbles. “But why does I need to kneel? I like sitting.”
“I need to wash your bottom and I can’t do that while you’re sitting on it.”
Um.
She stared at him out of the side of her eye. “My bottom is clean.”
“It can’t be. I haven’t washed it yet.”
“It’s in water, Dada. It’s washed.”
“You need to do more than just immerse yourself in water. Kneel and hold onto the end of the bath. Then spread your legs.”
“Daddy, I don’t think this is necessary.”
“Kitten, you need to do as you were told.”
She grumbled but kneeled and held onto the edge of the bath as he washed first between her legs and then over her bottom.
By the time she sat back down, she knew she was red. Normally, she wasn’t worried about being naked or having them dress or undress her.
But this was just a step further.
“Look what else I found.” He showed her some of the bath toys that she was guessing Alexei or Salem had bought. There were all sorts of sea creatures and a fishing boat.
“Ooh! The fisherman is gonna catch himself a shark!” she cried as she started playing. “Watch out fisherman! The sharkie is going to crash into you.” She bashed the shark into the boat, sending water flying up in the air.
“Whoa, that was fun!”
“Glad you think so.”
Turning, she took in Roman’s wet face. His hair was plastered against his forehead.
She started giggling.
“Oh, you think that’s funny, do you?” He cupped some water and splashed her face.
She spluttered. Had he really just done that?
“Dada!” she cried as he laughed at her. “You are so mean! Sharkie is gonna get you!” She swam the shark toward him, lunging the shark over the edge of the bath. Which just sent water flying onto the floor.
“Truce! Truce!” he said, holding up his hands. “Or we’re going to get water everywhere.”
He said truce.
Which meant she won.
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“Time to get out now, Kitten.”
“Nooo,” she cried. “I like the bath. I think I might live in the bath. It’s warm and it’s fun and no one will ever find me if I decide to hide. Look.”
She held her nose and slid under the water until the bubbles covered her completely. Then she sat back up.
“See?”
“Um.”
“I was totally hidden, right? Invisible, even.”
“Well, invisible or not, you cannot live in the bath.”
Her lower lip dropped out in a pout and she stared up at him with wide eyes, fluttering her eyelashes.
Roman would totally give in to her now. No one could resist the puppy dog eyes.
It was impossible.
“Come on. Up you get.” He placed his hands under her arms and lifted her.
She gasped. “You resisted the puppy dog eyes. That should have been impossible.”
“Well, it was hard to resist. But us Daddies know that we have to do what is best for our Littles. Even if it isn’t what they think is best.”
“You’ve caught onto this Daddy stuff awfully quickly,” she grumbled.
“Were you hoping that you could wrap me around your little finger?” he asked as he dried her off.
She wasn’t sure that she’d ever dried herself off this thoroughly. He lifted each of her arms to swipe the towel underneath, then down between her breasts.
Then he crouched down and started with her feet, propping her foot up on his thigh and drying between each toe.
“Who me? Of course not, Dada. I would never presume to do that.”
“Uh huh. Part your legs, please.”
She pushed her legs apart as he dried between them.
“What are we going to do now that you forcibly extracted me from the bath against my express wishes?”
“I thought we might play with the Lego.”
“Play! Yay!” She clapped her hands together and bounced up and down. “I like playing.”