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“No.” Daddy laughed and shook his head. “Before I bought the house, I sat down with her mother and she helped me put a plan together.”

“Oh, good.” Kissing Daddy’s cheek, I remembered another question. “So she knows about you? But does she know about me? I leave before she gets here, I think.”

Maybe?

Had I not been paying enough attention?

Before I could decide if I needed to be bigger, Daddy kissed my forehead. “You miss her by about five minutes in the morning and she always leaves before dinner. Her schedule is flexible, so sometimes she’s here on Saturdays but that’s up to her.”

Oh.

“And?” Daddy’s breathing took too long and interrupted my answers.

Trying not to laugh, he shook his head. “And yes. I’ve told her that I’m seeing someone. You. And she knows not to tell her mother yet or everyone will know.”

Giggling, I nodded. “Everyone is a lot.”

Especially for someone who liked privacy.

“Yes.” Daddy was dramatic and sighed before slouching back against the couch. “Her mother and the rest of the family are wonderful but they’re a lot.”

Oh, their family was Daddy’s family?

“They’re probably as nosy as me and Austin.” That made Daddy laugh, and he forgot he was thinking too much.

“They are. They’re going to like you too.” Daddy seemed very confident about that. “My housekeeper and her mother both know about me from when I was a child, but I can’t see why it would come up in connection to our relationship.”

People were weird.

“I will also do my best to let you know if you get here early enough or leave late enough to run into her.” Daddy made a silly face. “I haven’t told her how cute you are, so there are things we don’t want to surprise her with.”

“Good plan, Daddy.” I gave him a smacky kiss. “But you have to tell me what she can know. She won’t tell about me, will she?”

Daddy cocked his head again. “About me seeing you or about you being an adorable little who loves being carried?”

“That one.” I didn’t care if anyone knew I was seeing Daddy. “I don’t want to surprise anyone.”

Or end up arrested or on the news.

Austin wouldn’t like me ending up on the news, and I didn’t think my boss would be happy about it either.

He’d have explaining to do and he didn’t like when that happened.

Chapter 17

Tyson

Whatever he was thinking would just end up with me getting an ulcer, so I didn’t ask and instead went back to the original question. “No. I have not told her anything personal about you because I consider your kinks, preferences, and means of relaxation to be private.”

Dessie scrunched up his face and looked very thinky. “I can understand that.”

But?

I knew it was coming and tried to be patient.

“But what if she sees my toys?” Wiggling back and forth and clearly descending into his little headspace even faster, he frowned adorably. “My new binkie got here today and you said my jammies would come too. She’s gonna have questions.”

He wasn’t wrong.

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