Page 79 of Daddy's Little Surprise

“Yeah, the owner is a woman. Beautiful woman, and I would do anything to catch a glimpse of her, but she is so busy. She is normally in her office and sneaks out the back so she doesn’t have to see people.”

“Isn’t that bad for her reputation?” Rainey asked.

She figured the club owner should show their face a little so people knew who she was.

“Every now and then, she’ll come downstairs and mingle. I’m normally at the front door, so I never see her.”

“Are you interested in her?” Rainey asked. “Uh, sorry. Don’t answer that if you don’t want to. That was really nosy of me.”

Tucker waved his hand, dismissing her. “No, it’s okay. I mean, I am, but I don’t think she’s a caregiver. I’m a Little or, well, sometimes a Middle; I just can’t give that up.”

“I saw her talking to some of the ownersof BTS,” Echo said. “The other day. I don’t know where they were heading, but they all got into one car.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, they were talking. I couldn’t hear as I was across the street, but I did see them. Maybe she is a caregiver. Have you asked her?”

Tucker shook his head.

“You don’t just go up to a random person and ask them if they are a caregiver. Especially if you haven’t talked to them often,” Blaise scoffed.

Kyle hit Blaise’s shoulder.

“Sorry,” Blaise muttered. “That came out rude.”

“No worries. I didn’t take it that way. You are right, butmaybe he could slip it in whenever he talks to her. That could open up a door.”

“Or that could get me fired,” Tucker pointed out.

“How?” Rainey asked. “You slipping in that you are a Little shouldn’t get you fired.”

“She doesn’t know I’m not a Dom. I bet she figured because of my build that I am, though she knows not to judge a person by their looks. I’ve heard her say that.”

Things weren’t adding up. Why would he get fired after she found out he wasn’t a Dom? Why didn’t he tell her?

“I think you should tell her. How has she not figured it out?” Hedda asked.

“Well…”

“Well, what?” Charlotte asked.

“When we talked, I put something in my shoe that would remind me not to show my Little side. It worked, and I’ve been doing it ever since at work. Does it hurt? Absolutely. Are my feet a little worse for wear since I’ve been doing it? Of course, but I can’t let anyone know I’m a Little. Not because I’m ashamed of it, but if they found out, I couldn’t carry on my job. I’m supposed to be the bouncer; look intimidating, andkick people out when I need to. I can’t do that if they know I’m a subbie.”

“I mean, if you tell the owner in confidence or some of the other managers, they shouldn’t tell anyone. I just don’t think it’s healthy for you not to tell anyone. Especially when you are doing something so you don’t slip into Little space,” Charlotte said, exasperated. “Are you damaging your feet?”

Tucker shrugged. “Maybe. I haven’t looked, and I don’twant to. Can we just leave it be? Everything is going smoothly right now.”

“As smoothly as they can go. You’re going to burn yourself out. What happens if you do this for so long and you slip?” Hedda asked.

“I don’t know. Okay. I don’t. I am trying not to think of it. If the thing in my shoe doesn’t work, I’ll find something else to do. I just can’t lose this job. It’s the only one I can get with a high school diploma. Please don’t tell anyone.”

“We won’t,” Rainey spoke up. “We’re here for you, but it’s ultimately your life.”

She didn’t know Tucker, but she would have said the same thing if she had been friends with him. It wasn’t their place to tell someone’s secrets. Especially when it was about him being a Little. It was unacceptable.

“We’re just worried about you. If anything happens, let us know. We’ll help you out,” Hedda said. “We just want what’s best for you.”

“Right. I’m sorry. I just get protective of the people I love.”

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