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“Pragtig?” I nod and he smiles sheepishly. “Pretty, precious, beautiful. All things that you are. But, Little Mouse, are you sure? About calling me Daddy? Don’t you think it’s too soon?”

I shake my head vehemently.

“Mama met Dad when they were in their forties. Both of them had been mostly single their entire adult lives. When they met, they fell in love instantly. They were engaged within a month.” I smile as I remember Mama telling me their story every single time I asked her to. “Mama always said when you know, you know.”

His answering smile warms my heart.

“Is that so, Little Mouse?”

I nod in answer, my head bobbing up and down with exaggerated motions.

“Even if I’ve never been a Daddy Dom before and will more than likely fuck it up?”

I gasp in mock shock and place both my hands over his mouth. “Bad Daddy! That’s a very naughty word,” I say with a giggle.

He responds by licking my hands, and I squeal as I pull them away.

“Little Mouse, it’s definitely a bad word, and if a mouse were to say that word, she’d have to get a spanking to teach her a lesson, but I’m pretty sure it’s okay for Daddies to say,” he replies, the smile evident in his voice, even if his face is pulled into a frown.

“Now, tell me. What other plans did you cook up with your other Daddy?” he asks as he carries me down the hallway to the kitchen. He places me down on the table and lifts an eyebrow when I don’t immediately respond to his question.

“Uhm, I might have maybe seen something I really wanna do…” I smile at him, batting my eyelashes, hoping he’ll agree.

“Ja?”

“Can I braid your beard?”

Chapter 13

Johannes

“Come out, come out, wherever you are!” Little Mouse’s voice rings through the house. If Andre could see me now, he’d probably fire me on the spot. But she looked at me with those big doe-like eyes, and I couldn’t say no. Even Amanda gave in after she lost Zanya’s attention for the third time during their party planning session.

And now the two of us are playing hide-and-seek with my Little Mouse, her laughter bouncing around the hallways as she peeks around corners and shouts “boo” whenever she peeks into rooms.

Okay, so I’m watching the cameras. It’s not strictly cheating because I’m the one that’s hiding, and she’s so bloody adorable when she gets like this.

Zanya snuck into a bathroom on the second floor, and I’ve been standing behind the curtain in one of the guest bedrooms. I know there is no way she can miss me if she walks into the bedroom, but I’m also aware that she’ll get a kick out of my hiding spot so I’m sticking with it.

I watch as she nears the door to the room I’m hiding in and quickly close up the app on my phone that lets me monitor the security footage. The creak of hinges breaks the silence, and the sweet, sweet sound of giggles reaches my ears. Her soft footsteps make their way to my hiding spot.

“Boo!” she exclaims as she pulls the curtain away from me. “I found you, Daddy!”

When I lunge for her and start tickling her she tries to run away, but I keep hold of her waist, pulling her flush against my body.

“You might have found me, Little Mouse, but now I’ve got you.”

“No! Daddy! Lemme go! I has to find Manda!” she gasps out between broken breaths.

I lift her up, her feet dangling in the air so I can whisper in her ear, “I can tell you where she is and then you and I can go home and watch some movies instead.”

She instantly stills in my arms, the struggle over now that I have her attention.

“That’s cheating, Daddy.” She pauses before pulling her head away so she can look me in the eye. “I like your style.”

I place her down on the carpet and lead the way to the bathroom where ‘Manda is hiding, and within five minutes we’re headed back to my cottage with a plate full of cookies that my Little Mouse just ”could not live without”.

“What you wanna watch, Little Mouse?” I ask as I stoke the fire to life. Zanya is already curled up on the couch with a fluffy blanket that Cameron had sent over along with a bloody teddy bear. The man has game.

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