Page 1 of Bossy Baby

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Hayley

Hayley Flint sighed dreamily as he peered out through the front window of his shop. The big, bald, attractive man who had just exited the coffee shop across the street had been starring in Hayley’s nightly fantasies for months now. Mac visited Hayley’s store at least once a week, normally when Hayley’s shop was slow, which allowed Hayley to drool over him. Without any other customer currently in the shop, Hayley crossed his fingers under the counter that Mac would pick today for another visit.

Yes!Still drinking from his coffee cup, Mac started to cross the street.

Hayley straightened quickly and looked around, making sure everything was in order at the counter. He quickly squirted some hand sanitizer onto his palms and rubbed them furiously. How he managed to be a germaphobe and an extremely tactile person at the same time was beyond him. He had a need to touch people, to connect to them skin to skin. It was a pain that when he wasn’t touching someone, his brain would tell him he needed to get clean. So annoying.

Growing up, he hadn’t realized something was wrong with him.

His family hadn’t treated him like he was different or weird. Neither had anyone in his close-knit community. He was used to people just accepting him.

Then he’d moved out of the commune to start his own life.

There were times when Hayley regretted moving so far from his family.

Most of the time, he was relieved. He loved his family—his blood family and the members of his commune that he considered extended family. But theywereweird. Ormeddlingwould be another description. Hayley wanted to make his own decisions, a hard thing to do when his mom, dad, and five older brothers all had their own opinions on how he did things.

His family would be pushing him at Mac, instead of Hayley waiting for Mac to make the first move, which Hayley was starting to think was never going to happen. Hayley hinted, flirted, and did everything he could think of to let Mac know he was interested.

‘Every time Hayley thought Mac was getting close to asking him out, the big guy would turn tail and flee from him.

Huffing, Hayley shook his head. He worked hard every day to keep a positive attitude. It wouldn’t do to let the feeling of rejection take over. Besides, how could he blame Mac when Hayley was too afraid to make his own move?

As sweet as Mac was, maybe he just wasn’t interested in Hayley. That was okay. Hayley knew he wasn’t for everyone, and that was before he added in his kinky side.

Kink seemed like such a tame word for what he was into, though. He’d explored his interests first quietly at home with other people who had been into kink. Moving to the city had opened so much more, though.

Being alittle, Hayley found the release he’d been searching for. Naturally submissive, Hayley had no problem following a Dom’s lead. But when he got to belittleHayley, he was so much happier.

And he hadlittlefriends. Friends that he went on playdates with or who he could just call when he needed a boost. A few he’d met online, through a private group in his new city. But it was fate that had brought his best of friends to him. First Caleb Levell had started to come into the store, looking for organic supplies that would be safe to use around all his fur babies. Hayley had liked Caleb instantly. After a few weeks, Caleb had started to drag his boyfriend and friends in. Caleb’s boyfriend, Grant, was a big, scary-looking detective who Hayley had learned was super nice. Avery and Mitch, Caleb’s friends, were just as kind as Caleb. And they were all kinky!

Avery worked across the street part-time at the coffee shop. A few times a week, Avery would come and hang out with Hayley while he wanted on his Daddy to pick him up.

His Daddy…and not the biological kind.

The first time Avery had slipped and called JaceDaddy, Hayley had about burst with happiness. Fate had stepped in, sending Hayley the people he needed in his life.

Everything clicked into place for all of them.

Kink. Daddy. Boys.Littles. Middles. Princesses. There was a whole world out there and Hayley had fit in perfectly with his new friends. It helped relieve the sadness of missing his wonderful family.

His own parents had an unusual relationship. His parents, his two dads and mom, were accepting and understanding. Yep, his parents were involved in a ménage relationship that had lasted almost fifty years.

Acceptance had been taught to Hayley and all his siblings from an early age. Experimenting on his own had been encouraged, but that was all he’d really ever done, experimented. There were no Daddy or boys in his old commune.

Beinglittlemade Hayley happy. He had everything that he could ever need. His apartment just upstairs from his shop held his array of toys that he’d been collecting since before he’d left home. He had both hislittleand big clothes hanging in the spare bedroom, and more coloring books than any boy would ever need. Hayley saw something he wanted, and just bought it.

He often wondered how much would change once he found a Daddy.

Would his Daddy monitor what Hayley purchased? Would he set limits? Admittedly, that was something Hayley needed. Money was tight, with having his own small business, but when Hayley spotted something that spoke to hislittleside, he had to have it.

Like his obsession with Mac. He wanted Mac to be his Daddy.

The problem, of course, being Hayley couldn’t just wish for Mac to be his. There needed to be a connection. While Hayley felt a spark whenever Mac was near, that didn’t mean that Mac returned his feelings.

Hayley was working on it, though.

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