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“Yeah, because I’m paying,” Quinn added.

“There’s no need to?—”

Quinn shook his head, cutting Joe off, saying, “You know how long I’ve been waiting to spoil a little cutie like her? Don’t take this from me.”

Joe held up his hands in surrender. “Fair enough.”

It felt great to have Quinn spoiling her, but she didn’t want to take advantage of his kindness. But he kept insisting on addingmore stuff to the pile. By the time he and Joe settled up on the bill and they were ready to leave, she had quite the haul.

“There’s a dressing room right over there if you want to change, honey,” Joe said.

“Thank you!” Alyssa exclaimed, excitedly. She took the new dress and matching panties and hurried into the small room.

A few minutes later, she was appraising herself in the full-length mirror.

Am I too big?she wondered. Those clothes were so cute on the other Littles, but they had the bodies for them, in her opinion. She just wasn’t built for these outfits. She thought of taking them off and putting her regular clothes back on, but she didn’t want to disappoint the other Littles. Or have to explain why she wasn’t comfortable.

She sighed as she looked at herself from the side.

That dress didn’t quite cover her bottom. The ruffled panties she wore were exposed.

That’s the last thing Quinn will want to see—my fat ass hanging out.

But when she finally found the courage to leave the dressing room, the look in Quinn’s eyes told her he wasn’t repulsed. Far from it. He looked as if he were beholding a rare and infinitely valuable treasure. It was real, too—not staged in any way.

It made Alyssa nearly melt into a puddle right then and there.

CHAPTER TWELVE

The Littles played for over an hour.

By the time Alyssa followed Quinn back to his house, it was nearly nine o’clock.

“You stayed up later than I thought you would,” he said.

“I was having so much fun. Do you know how often I’ve dreamed of something like this?”

“I’m glad you’re having a good time.”

“I just wish it was under better circumstances,” Alyssa said with a heavy sigh. She thought it over for a moment and then added, “But you know, tonight was the first time in a long time that I didn’t look over my shoulder, constantly worried Lana Foster and her minions were lurking around.”

Quinn stepped closer. “You’re safe here. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“Thank you. But I know I’m not your responsibility. I’m?—”

“A guest in my home. That makes you my responsibility. Besides, you’re an… eh, we’ll sayunaccompanied Little. I’m a Daddy. It just makes sense that you’re under my care until you find a Daddy of your own.”

Neither one felt it was time to address the elephant in the room. But both were thinking the same thing: Tonight just felt right. Being together seemed so normal.

“I better get to bed,” Alyssa said. “I need a shower first.”

“I’ll give you some privacy. Just let me know if you need anything. It doesn’t matter what time it is. If I’m asleep, just wake me up.”

“Thank you, Quinn. For everything,” she said.

They hugged—not overly affectionate but not exactly casual, either—before parting ways, each going to their respective bedrooms.

For now, at least.

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