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“You’ve been a very good boy, Daddy. You got milk and you didn’t spill it and you even said nice things to the twins, right?” Innocent boy. I was Daddy’s sweet, innocent boy. Wide eyes. No smiles. Just happy good boy.

He snorted.

Shoot.

Daddy even shrugged as he walked into the playroom carrying the milk. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Daddy likes privacy.” I sighed and crashed into Charlie. “I forgot.”

“That’s very sad.” Charlie gave me a hug. “I’ll help you be nosy.”

Aww. I had the best friends ever.

Chapter 27

Tyson

“And then we played and we had cupcakes. They were real, Daddy. And then you picked me up because I’m your monkey, Daddy.” Something in his slightly insane rambling said I had to be prepared and I caught my monkey as he jumped.

Fucking hell.

“Monkey.” He was so proud of me or just excited in general that I got a big kiss on the cheek. “And you even made sure you took care of me.”

That seemed to be a vague reference to making sure Austin kicked the asshole out and that we wouldn’t have any more problems with the possible stalker.

“You’re my monkey.” I scoffed and smacked his bottom. “Of course I take care of you.”

And that meant I got to make sure that no one bothered my cute little attention whore.

The little who wouldn’t curse but would call himself an attention whore.

There was no logic in that at all, but I wasn’t going to call him out on it until he wasn’t so frantically happy. It seemed like making sure his friends liked me and that we could be seen in public without major issues had him flying higher than a kite.

“Because I’m special.” Hugging me tight, Dessie gave me a beaming smile. “I’m ready, Daddy. You can bug my phone.”

Well, that was good to know because I’d already done it.

“Thank you, baby boy.” Giving him a quick peck, I chuckled as he giggled and pressed his face into my neck. He was bouncing between little and manipulatively littlish and it seemed like we were entering another cute phase.

But the garage was not the place for anything remotely cute, so I kissed his head and finished getting us inside. “I have the best monkey ever and that means I want to take care of him all the time.”

So if I had to monitor where he was going and make sure people around him left him alone, well, that was what I’d do.

Even Austin couldn’t argue with that considering he’d threatened to kill the asshole.

“I have the best Daddy ever.” Cute Dessie kissed my cheek again before snuggling into my neck. “And I was a good boy. I didn’t tell secrets or privacy stuff, and I told Charlie how nice you are so he likes you, and I showed them how good you play. You’re the best player, Daddy.”

Um, no.

Not in any sense of that word.

“Well, I was so good too. I made sure the other Daddies knew I was taking good care of you and watching out for you.” They didn’t even know how to properly stalk their littles. “I made you laugh and you went timber. I hugged the manipulative little boy who wanted kisses and managed not to make him frown.”

I should never be left in charge of anyone who wasn’t Dessie.

“I even made sure Austin didn’t forget the cupcakes.” Why he’d thought a room full of littles needed that much sugar, I’d never know.

Dessie giggled but thankfully didn’t wiggle too much as I took us upstairs. “They were big and fancy and you knew we needed milk.”

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