“Cheese and crackers?”

“Can we get some cheese and crackers along with some water for Rainey?”

“Coming right up.”

John moved around, grabbing everything and putting it on a plate.

“Here you go. If you need anything else, you let me know.”

Rainey looked at the plate and took a deep breath in, trying to calm herself down. He didn’t know she liked thingsin even numbers. How could he know when she hadn’t mentioned anything?

But she couldn’t help but feel her skin crawling at the odd number. Maybe she could just not eat one of them. She could totally do that, right? How hard could it be?

Rainey gave the person a smile. “Tha?—”

“Could she have one more?” Daddy asked.

She looked up at him in shock. What was he doing? John gave him a weird look but grabbed another cracker, giving it to Daddy.

“Thank you,” Daddy said.

She watched as Daddy took everything and turned toward her.

“Here you go. Eight to be exact.”

Her mouth hung open in shock. “Wh-what? Why would you do that?”

“I know you like even numbers. I know when you don’t get even numbers, your skin feels like it’s starting to crawl,” Daddy gently said. “I also know you don’t like things to go to waste. You would have eaten all of them, even if it made your uncomfortable for the rest of the day.”

Tears pooled in her eyes. She had mentioned that to him before, but she didn’t think he had remembered. Normally, people forgot or pretended they didn’t know.

“I didn’t think you paid that much attention,” she whispered.

“With you, I’m never not paying attention. You are my life. Both of you are,” he replied as he placed his hands on her stomach again. “I would do anything for you. I want to make you comfortable whenever I can.”

Daddy turned to John as she stared at him in shock.

“From now on, can we ensure she gets everything in even numbers? And all her items are to be put on my tab. Candy is limited to two small packets a night. If she tries to get more, you tell me.”

“Of course, Sir. I’ll put that all down in the file so everyone can see.”

“Thank you.”

“Daddy is going to hold this while we walk over to the other Littles. I’ll set it down, and then I need to go work.”

Unease filled her. Was she really going to go hang out with them?

“Try for at least five minutes. Can you do that for Daddy? You might be surprised and love hanging out with them. You might just have some pre-jitters.”

“I don’t know, Daddy.”

“Just try for five minutes. I would hate for you not to try and regret it.”

She sighed. “Fine.”

“Such a good girl.”

They walked toward the group of Littles. There were a coupleof people she didn’t recognize and several she didn’t see.