Page 22 of Teaching His Babygirl

“Is that an answer or a question?”

“Well… see… I was so excited and nervous that I kind of only ate a little cereal.”

Colt smirks and gives me a tender look. “You never have to be nervous to spend time with me, beauty. I will take the excited any time, but you also need to eat. Let’s go get dinner,” he says, guiding me to the entrance to the restaurant.

We’re seated right away. Colt is stopped by several people on the way to our table. It seems like everyone here knows and respects him. I have a sense of pride that this wonderful man has picked me to be at his side.

“Your waitress will be with you shortly,” the maître d’ says as we take our seats.

“Thanks, Richard,” Colt says with a smile.

I look at the menu, pleasantly surprised to see that it—like the bar—is set up for both littles and dominants. The only problem, I’m overwhelmed with how many options there are. I consider the salmon, but it comes with brussels sprouts, which’s never a good thing. The chicken tenders sound good but could be seen as a childish choice. What if Colt doesn’t want little me right now? The smart thing to do would be to ask him… but for some reason, I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable with all the decisions.

“You okay, beauty?”

I blink up at him, shaken from my thoughts. “Yeah… just a lot to choose from.”

He nods, looking down at his own menu. “Anything in particular sound good?”

I shrug, feeling silly for being so indecisive.

He gives me a knowing look. “You can get anything you want, babygirl.”

I chew my bottom lip. “The chicken tenders sound good… but so does the macaroni and cheese...”

Colt smiles. “You could always get the chicken tenders with the mac and cheese on the side.”

“That sounds good,” I say, returning his smile.

I’m surprised when our waitress ends up being Tessa. “Hello Tessa,” Colt greets.

“Hey Colt,” she says, then turns to me with a wide smile. “Hi, Darlene. How’re you?”

“Good. You?”

She shrugs. “I’m great. Just filling in for Amber-Lynn. Are you going to stick around and play after dinner?”

“Yeah, I think so?” I look at Colt in question.

“We can do whatever you want, babygirl.”

Tessa makes a little ‘aw’ sound. “Well, my shift ends in about an hour, if you’re still around if you want to hang out some.”

I smile wide at being invited; I didn’t realize how much I miss having girlfriends until I had dinner with Melinda. Laughing and chatting with another woman is different than hanging out with a man. Don’t get me wrong, I love spending any time I can with Colt, but having female friends is definitely something I need in my life. I miss Charity like crazy, and without her here, I’m essentially friendless.

“We’ll be here,” Colt answers for me. He then places our order getting me the chicken tenders and mac and cheese and himself the salmon. I giggle when he asks to substitute the brussels sprouts for the mac and cheese.

“Shouldn’t you eat your veggies?” I tease.

“I could always get them for you, little girl.”

My face screws up in a grimace. “No, thank you. I’m happy with what you picked for me.”

He chuckles. “That’s what I thought.”

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“That was so much fun,”I say, laying my head on the headrest and turning towards Colt. He’s currently driving me home after a night at the club. When he invited me to the club tonight, I expected a bunch of dirty sexy times. There were those, the faint ache of my bottom is proof of that, but we spent a lot of time hanging out in the bar chatting with Tessa. Plus, I met several other littles and their daddies. Oh, and Ransom was there, but he mostly stood off to the side, grunting his responses and staring daggers at Tessa, who ignored him.

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