Page 44 of Awakening His Daddy

“Here’s some sweats, and how about a hoodie over the sling?”

“I suppose. Since I need to wear this stupid thing for the rest of the day.”

“The week,” he corrects, and I roll my eyes. “Don’t be a brat,” he scolds.

“Yes, Daddy,” I purr.

“Why am I Daddy?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why do you see me as Daddy?” I look down and blush as he pulls a hoodie gently over my head.

“Cause you’re big and strong and you always try to take care of me even if Leo doesn’t want you to.”

“He’s just looking out for you.”

“Yeah, but he thinks roles are limited to the bedroom, and outside it’s kind of, I don’t know, maybe too co-dependent in his eyes. Or he can’t imagine anyone wanting to let go like that.” I shrug. “He likes to look out for me, but it’s hard for him to let anyone else do it because he doesn’t want me to get hurt.”

“Leo is fiercely independent. He gets that from me, but he’s also very selfish. He gets that from his mom.”

“He’s not selfish.” I try to defend my best friend, but it’s probably true.

“Not always in a bad way. When he wants to do something, there isn’t much that can deter him. But more than that, he likes his independence. People and pets can take that away.”

“I suppose. But he tries to take care of you and me. Huhhhhhh! He’s a Daddy too!”

Joe shrugs. “You would know better than me.” He holds out the sweats for me to step into.

“See, you’re being a Daddy right now.”

“I’m just helping you cause you have a broken arm.”

“No, you’re not,” I tease. “I mean, maybe with getting me dressed, but you always want to take care of me.”

“I’ll admit, I do like taking care of people.” He stands now and kisses my head. “Come on.”

He leads me to the couch and wraps me in my blanket like I’m a nun before he turns on the TV.

“Oh yes. Christmas movies! Leo said he downloaded a bunch into the offline queue.”

“Fine,” he grumps, “but only because you’re hurt.” He kisses the top of my head and walks to the kitchen. “I’m going to make you toast.”

“My tummy is still upset.”

“You can try a piece of toast and see how you feel after.”

“Fine,” I huff.

When he comes back to the living room, he’s got a glass of water and two pills waiting for me, which I swallow gratefully.

Best Daddy ever.

Chapter 12

Joe

Man, my nipples are sore. I rubbed some lotion on them after abusing them in the shower, and that just made them sting.

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