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Austin nodded. “Yes, there are the changing rooms. I’ll be waiting out here to give you a quick tour and then I’ll take you upstairs.”

“That sounds like a good plan.” Still on my best behavior, I let Dessie lead me toward the changing rooms and did my best to look around without looking like I was looking around.

But once we had privacy in a small room that seemed to be almost soundproofed, I leaned my forehead against Dessie’s in his favoritelisten to meway. “I’m not using the bathroom that doesn’t have real walls.”

He giggled and his thumb finally popped out of his mouth. “Silly naughty.”

Glad he thought it was ridiculous too, I nodded. “Yes, I have a lot of flexibility in limits, but I’m not peeing on you or for anyone else’s entertainment.”

I really couldn’t remember what I’d listed on the ridiculous limits list I filled out, but the first thing we would do when we got home was to go over it again just in case. I didn’t want there to be any combination of greens and yellows that could lead to that room.

“No silly naughty, Daddy.” Dessie kissed my lips. “Good boy. Limits.”

“Thank you.” Giving him a quick peck before his thumb could go back in, I sighed. “You need your binkie if you’re going to play without spreading germs around everywhere.”

And he was back to giggling.

“Time to get ready.” Kissing his forehead, I stepped back just enough to set our bag down on a long bench. “And time to choose. Diapers or undies?”

Grown-up Dessie had helped me pick out his clothes and pack his bag so I’d know what he liked when it came to snacks and comfort items, but he’d not-so-subtly slid both undergarment options into the bag.

I didn’t care either way, but if he did, then that would be what we went with.

A shrug.

All I got was a shrug and he looked at me with a curious stare.

It was obviously a Daddy decision, so I nodded and gestured toward his hands. “Up.”

For some reason that was funny and we spent the entire time I was getting him dressed with him giggling and pretending to run away. Eventually, I won and his diaper was in place with an adorable zoo animal outfit over it. The shorts and T-shirt were dark blue and covered in a variety of cartoon animals, everything from lions to giraffes, and Dessie loved them. “Perfect.”

That was all it took for him to whirl around in a circle and start pointing at his shirt. “Yes, I like the lion and the tiger.”

He could’ve kept pointing all evening long, but clipping his binkie to his shirt stopped that mid-motion and out popped his thumb. “Mine.”

“That’s right.” Helping him to get the binkie in his mouth, I looked him over. “You are a very adorable little and are going to be very well-behaved, right?”

He made an exaggerated thinking face before nodding and pointing at me.

Hmm.

“You’re going to be a good boy because I’m here?” Luckily, I guessed right and he nodded. “Thank you. We need to make a good impression so Austin will stop worrying.”

Giggling around his binkie, Dessie nodded.

“Silly monkey.” Slinging his bag over my shoulder, I held out my arms. “Up?”

That was an enthusiastic yes because he leapt at me and made a happy monkey sound. Laughing as I caught him, I wrapped my arms around him and made sure we were all set. “There we go. Now we’re going to show Austin that he doesn’t need to babysit us.”

Dessie shook with laughter as he pressed his face against my neck. I was hilarious and he was happy, so it was all good.

Until I was met with a frowning Austin who greeted us at the door.

What the fuck had crawled up his ass and died while I’d been getting Dessie ready?

Nope.

“We’re ready.” Something about his expression said the tour would be a bad idea, so I looked around. “How about we go directly and play and you give us a tour another time?”

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