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“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am. I don’t want to have a bottle when my daughter should be getting back in an hour,” Janie replied. “I don’t want to be in Littlespace for such a short time. Especially when I’m going to have to talk to my sister.”

Joann didn’t know that Janie was a Little and she wanted to keep it that way. She wasn’t embarrassed by any means, but it just wasn’t something she was comfortable doing. Joann hadnever given any indication that she may be a Little and Janie didn’t want her to misunderstand and question everything.

“Okay,” he said as he placed the clean bottle upside down to dry. “I’m here for you if you ever need someone to look after you while you want to be Little. You can call me at any point and I’ll be there for you.”

Janie nodded her head. There was no way she was going to do that. It was going to step over a line that they hadn’t crossed yet. A big line they hadn’t crossed yet. It was different when it was at the club because there were other Littles there. But at her house, it was just her and it was more intimate.

“If you need anything while you’re on your period, just call me,” Mac said. “And I mean it. I know some people can have super bad cramps, get headaches, and just don’t feel good. If you need or want anything, call me and I’ll help you or get it.”

Her face got bright red and she shook her head. There was no way he was going to help with anything. It was weird and embarrassing.

“There isn’t anything you need to be embarrassed about. It’s a normal thing,” he said. “I want you to eventually be comfortable around me so I can help you in any way. I know it’ll take time and I’m a patient man. But if you need any candy, heating pad, pads, tampons, or food, you let me know and I’ll get it for you. Do you understand?”

She nodded her head.

“I’ll make sure to check in with you every once in a while to see how you’re doing and feeling,” Mac said.

“You don’t need to do that,” she softly said.

“But I want to. I really do and I wouldn’t have offered or said I was going to if I wasn’t or didn’t want to.”

She blinked at him several times. He was so much different than what her ex-husband was like. So much different and all ina good way. He was caring and wanted to make sure everything was okay.

“Well, I’m going to go now. You take care of yourself and tell Eleanor I said hi,” he said, kissing her forehead and walking towards the door. “Lock this after me.”

She followed after him and locked the door when he left. There was so much that had happened in such a short amount of time.

Janie leaned her head against the door and took several deep breaths of air. What did she need to get done before Eleanor came home? Shit. She had completely forgotten about her car. She was going to have to text Mac about that later.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

MAC

Mac walked into work the next day, dreading it. He wanted to stay home so he could be there for Janie in case she needed anything. But he had told the guys he would be in his office in case they needed to ask any questions.

It happened more than he thought it would. Sometimes they came in to talk about work and if they could do anything but it always ended up in a completely different conversation after. There was always something to do around the club, but nothing was pressing so people took longer.

He sat down in his chair and pulled out his phone. He needed to call the mechanic and see how long it was going to take for her car to get fixed and what was wrong. He didn’t like that her car was newer and it died all of the sudden. What if it had died in the middle of the highway?

Mac didn’t want to think about that. Several things could have gone wrong and he didn’t need to dwell on the what ifs. She had gotten safely over and waited for him to come and get her. She had actually called him when she needed help.

Sure, she tried to back out of it, but she had initially called him. That was a step in the right direction. Now, he just neededJanie to call him for everything she needed. He wanted to be her rock but he needed to take it slow with her. She wasn't going to believe him overnight and start calling him. It was going to take some time.

“Hello?” Selwyn’s deep British voice came through the phone.

He had moved from England several years ago and started up his own mechanic shop. Mac had given him a try and had never looked for someone new. He was good at what he did and trust him not to ask for too much or too little.

“This is Mac,” he said.

“Mac! How are you?” he asked.

“Good and you?”

“Good good. What can I help you with?”

“I called yesterday and one of your employees answered. I asked them to tow a car that was on the highway. It shut off randomly and wouldn’t start,” Mac said. “I wanted to know if you had gotten around to seeing what could be wrong with it and how long it would take to fix?”

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