Page 58 of Echoes of Fear

“Duh. Papa always asking silly questions, Titan.”

Titan barks his agreement.

***Taylor***

Over the past two weeks, I have seen more and more of my Pup come out to play. Sometimes for five minutes and sometimes for a few seconds. The second I looked into his eyes after he invited the non-existent intruder to take his dollar and his phone, I could clearly see that he had fully regressed.

He might be a little younger than I initially thought, but that’s perfectly fine with me. My little Pup is a fun little thing.

I think being alone and scared may have pulled his Little out without him being fully aware. It tends to happen when Little’s get scared or overly excited. It could also have been the cause of his upset stomach.

“Come sit on my lap, Pup so that I can feed you.”

“I’m not a baby,” he whines. “I can feeds myself.”

“Of course,” I nod. “But it would make me happy if you let me feed you this time.”

Sighing, Knox comes over and flops on my knee. Chuckling, I adjust the little brat until he’s sitting across both of my legs.

“Open up, Pup,” I order.

Knox hasn’t been eating, and if I have to guilt trip my Pup into letting me feed him, I will.

I feed myself a bite every time Knox takes one. It takes longer than normal to eat this way, but I don’t mind. By the time we’re finished, both of our plates are empty, and my Pup is looking exhausted.

“Hmm, I might have to feed you every meal,” I say. “You were such a good boy to eat your breakfast.”

I carry Knox to the couch and lay him down.

“I’m going to take Titan outside and feed him his breakfast, and then we’ll take a nap,” I say. “Sound good?”

Knox mumbles as he closes his eyes.

Making sure my Pup is safe and secure, I turn to do exactly that. By the time I get back, he’s fast asleep. I can’t help but smile as I lift him in my arms and head to my room. He doesn’t weigh nearly as much as he should for someone his size, but I’ll fix that.

It doesn’t take long to get him tucked into bed. Knowing I won’t rest until I shower, I make quick work, being sure to put sleep pants on, before crawling into bed beside my beautiful Pup and pulling him close.

“You have the potential to destroy me, baby,” I whisper my most feared truth.

With a kiss on his forehead, I quickly join him in sleep.

Chapter Thirteen

Knox

I wake up feeling refreshed and very cozy.

Except my bed is breathing. And toasty. A bit hairy. And a whole lot of man.

“Don’t overthink things, baby boy,” Taylor mutters beneath me. I feel the vibration of his chest on my face because I’m laying on his freaking body.

And not just part of me. No. I decided, mid-sleep, to crawl on top of this man and use him as my bed.

I’m nothing more than his blanket.

“I’m so sorry,” I mutter, trying to move away, but his arms tighten around me. “I didn’t mean to cuddle accost you.”

“Your cuddles were not unwanted, baby,” he says, his voice still rough with sleep.

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