Page 87 of Learning to Change

“That’s right.” Dean reached up and unburied my carrots. “And there are some Doms who make sure you eat your veggies and buy bathtub toys.”

“Like you.” I tried to push a carrot overboard and hide it under my plate but Dean just picked it up and put it back. “Oops.”

If I wasn’t smarter, I was going to have to eat the carrots.

“That’s right.” Dean kissed my cheek instead of fussing at me about the carrots but that was just him trying to make me feel guilty.

I didn’t have that about carrots, though.

“Have you heard of names for any Doms that like buying bathtub toys and who like buying fun pajamas for their boy’s birthdays and Christmas?” Dean was confused and stubborn.

So I ate one of my carrots.

He was being patient.

Oh dear.

I ate another.

Dean was still being patient and I’d run out of carrots when Tate finally came home. “Did you know he’s got—”

I was chewing slower and slower and it was all mushy in my mouth, but Tate was smart and shook his head as he shut the door and walked over before I gagged. “What are you two doing?”

Gagging.

I didn’t even know I could do that but carrots were yucky.

“Well, we were having a discussion and then Joel decided that voluntarily eating his carrots would be better than answering my question.” Dean wasn’t frowning or sighing, but he made me want to wiggle.

I needed more carrots, but since those were gone, I grabbed the last of my grapes. I’d been going to save those since they were the best on my plate but I had to sacrifice them. It was worth it, though, because I didn’t want Dean to worry.

Tate rolled his eyes and came over to sit at the table beside me. “Dean understands that he’s a Daddy. Do you know he’s a Daddy?”

Oh.

Chewing faster, I nodded and swallowed and didn’t even choke. “The internet said he might not know he’s a Daddy.”

“He didn’t at first but he figured it out.” Tate shrugged. “We just weren’t sure you knew you were a little.”

“I wasn’t but now I am.” It happened. The internet said so. “I got a Daddy in my life, so it made me little.”

Their heads cocked like cute puppies on the internet.

Oh, I wanted a tail.

Telling myself not to forget, I waited for them to think and nibbled on the last of my cheese like I was a cute little mouse.

Hmm, would I look cuter with a mouse tail or a puppy tail?

Puppy.

“Okay.” Tate nodded, finally understanding how it worked. “That’s right.”

For some reason Dean had to sigh before he nodded but that might’ve just been a Daddy thing. The internet said they were confusing when they first figured things out and their littles were supposed to be patient.

I was very patient as long as cookies weren’t involved…then I was just kind of patient.

“We’re on the same page now, that’s the important part.” Dean looked lighter after realizing that so I nodded. I liked it when he was happy. “It might take us a while to figure out how that looks for us, though.”

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