Page 3 of Daddy's Little Cupcake

And Finn was intrigued.

He watched the little move over to the coloring corner and pick out a book and markers. She was absolutely precious, lying on her stomach, her legs kicking every once in a while.

The woman she came with walked over and placed a sippy cup and some crackers beside her.

Who was this woman?

Was she the little’s Mommy?

Finn watched the lady as she went back to her seat. She watched the little girl for a bit before her eyes started to wander.She was looking over at two boys who were playing with the toy cars together. Finn could see a longing in her eyes because he too felt like that.

They both just wanted someone to cherish.

Realization hit Finn. The lady wasn’t the girl’s Mommy. She was probably a friend who brought her here.

A smile tugged on his face. If the little girl had a Daddy, he would have come with her.

Finn was going to try his luck and talk to her. The worst she could say was that she already had a Daddy and that he wasn’t there. He felt a pull to her, and he didn’t want to ignore it.

This was the first time in years he felt a pull toward someone, and he wasn’t about to let it go down the drain.

Finn’s friend, Mac, and also one of the other owners walked up next to him.

“You’ve been staring at her for a while. Going to go talk to her?” Mac asked. “If you don’t, I think I might. She’s super cute with her feet moving back and forth as she colors. I don’t think she’ll mind me coming and talking to her.”

Finn growled and looked over at Mac. “Back off.”

Mac laughed and patted his shoulder. Finn knew right then and there that Mac was playing with him and wanted to get a reaction. He should have known better than to fall into that trap.

He was normally good at seeing right through Mac and his games, but this time he didn’t. He was too engrossed as he watched the little color that he didn’t look at all the cues he was giving him, and Mac knew.

“Well, go talk to her. Who knows, by the time you get down there, she could be gone,” Mac said and walked away.

Finn stood up from his chair and made his way toward the front door. His office, well, the lounge area that everyone sat in while people played was on the second floor and looked over the whole club. It was a huge room.

“Where are you going?” Marco asked right before Finn could exit the room.

Marco was another one of the other owners who liked to hang around people. He didn’t have to be doing anything, but he preferred not to be alone. Maybe that’s why Finn and Marco got along so well. They were both lonely and just wanted to be around people.

“Downstairs,” Finn replied and walked out of the room.

He didn’t want to explain to his friends and co-owners what he was going to do. He knew that they would be looking out the window and watching him. Finn rarely went downstairs when the club was open. He didn’t want people coming up to him and trying to be his friend.

Most people at the club only wanted to be his friend so they could ask for discounts. Well, it was mostly girls that did. There was the occasional male sub that would ask, but that was rare.

Finn quickly made his way down the stairs and toward the little room. He didn’t want to take a long time and find out the little girl left. That would make Finn sad and feel like he missed out on something.

He opened the door and looked over at the coloring corner. His whole body relaxed at the sight of the little girl still coloring. He hadn’t missed her.

CHAPTER THREE

CHARLOTTE

Charlotte had been lying on her stomach for the past five minutes, coloring. She hadn’t been able to fall into little space, and she had a suspicion why. She was worried about adult things and couldn’t seem to let go of it.

Every scenario ran through her head on how she could get herself out of this problem, but each one was talking to someone and explaining her situation. Something she didn’t want to do because then people would know her situation.

Maybe it was time for her to go back to Diana and tell her that it was time for them to leave. She didn’t want to be here the whole time and not be comfortable and be little.

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