Page 13 of My Young Alpha Daddy

Date night came around quickly.

It’s always the way when you’re so excited about something that you kind of lose track of everything else.

But I knew from the second that I saw Aaron standing outside his apartment that this date was going to be a smash hit.

‘Hey, cutey, you looking for some fun?’ I say, the roof off my Porsche and my finest suit hugging my body.

‘I am, know where I might find some?’ Aaron replies. ‘Are you old enough to drive such a powerful car?’

The boy’s sassing me.

He’s trying to test my limits, see what he can and can’t get away with.

I’m not biting…yet.

‘Get your butt in the car,’ I say. ‘I’ve got us a table at Golden Bowl. Best seats in the house too. But if you’re not sitting that tush next to me in ten seconds boy, I’m burning rubber without you.’

Aaron squeals with delight and skips up to the car.

He looks great.

In fact, he looks absolutely fucking fire.

The pink pastel shirt, the perfectly fitted blue chinos, and that cute Mickey Mouse wristwatch.

I need to tell him exactly how cute he is…

‘It’s an A+ for the fit,’ I say, putting my foot to the floor and powering away from Aaron’s apartment block. ‘And it’s top marks for that cute smile too.’

‘Thank you, D…’

‘It’s okay, you can call me Daddy,’ I reply. ‘It’s not like you weren’t calling me that on the app.’

‘Okay… Daddy,’ Aaron says, his voice trembling like he’s experiencing a full-on earthquake inside his perfectly shaped body.

‘You want Daddy to show you how fast this thing can move?’ I say, a grin on my face as the traffic clears ahead of us.

Aaron nods and smiles.

I can tell that he might be a boy, but he isn’t afraid of a little danger either.

‘Let’s see what she can do,’ I growl, dropping down a gear and allowing the engine to rev harder. ‘Hold on tight, baby boy. We’re about to go all the way…’

The turbo engine kicks in, and I can see that Aaron loves it.

I’m getting excited too.

We’re supposed to be going for a meal, now I’m not so sure.

Golden Bowl isn’t exactly easy to get a table at, even for me.

But right now the only thing I want to do is drive this cute boy back to my place and serve him up as my main course.

I whip the Porsche down a side alley and make a hard and fast stop. It’s time to talk to Aaron and see what’s going on in his mind…

‘How hungry are you?’ I say, practically salivating at the sight of Aaron’s perfectly pink lips and rosy cheeks. ‘And I don’t mean for Thai fusion…’

‘I could definitely eatsomething,’ Aaron replies, a mischievous grin on his face.

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