Page 69 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

Spider frowned at her. “Wasting money isn’t good. Kids grow fast, you know.”

“Who told you that?” Master laughed. She could tell he wasn’t amused.

“Mommy.”

Master grunted and started looking at clothes. A young woman was stocking shelves and he beckoned her over. She blinked for a second, but obeyed, probably wondering why she was doing it.

“How do I know what size to buy him? These can’t be waist sizes.” He brandisheda pair of jeans at her. “He’s had a long day and I don’t think he wants to start trying shi– things on.”

The worker smiled up at Master, and Saya wondered if she’d try to touch him. A lot of women found excuses to lay their hands on him in one manner or another. She loved ribbing him about it later. “Hm. I’d say he’d fit in a size four.”

“Oh, he’s almost four. Is that how it works?”

“Not necessarily, Sir. My sister’s boy is four and he wears a size six.”

“Okay. Shirts too?”

“Yes, Sir.” She simpered up at him. “If you need help withanythingelse, just let me know. I’m Serena, by the way.”

Serena held out her hand and Master shook it, looking bemused. When she wandered off, Master looked at Saya. “Friendly girl.”

“She wanted you to do her over the t-shirt display.”

He barked a laugh and covered Spider’s ears. “Behave, girl. The boy doesn’t need to be repeating things like that.”

“You almost said the impolite word for poop... Ramsay.” He’d told her to call him by name when Spider was with them, but it was difficult.

Master dropped his hands from the child’s ears. “I did, didn’t I?”

“We need to practice. That’s all.” She looked over some t-shirts and held up the ones she liked one at a time so that Master could nod or shake his head. The ones they agreed on went in the basket. Spider laughed and burrowed into the clothing they threw in, like a puppy in a blanket.

Master shifted a subtle hand behind her and pinched her ass. “I’ll show you something else we need to practice.”

“That’ll have to wait until after someone’s bedtime,” she said archly.

He groaned and scrubbed a hand over his face. Master wasn’t used to waiting.

T-shirts, jeans, a jacket, some pajamas, all went into the cart. They picked up a toothbrush, children’s toothpaste, and baby shampoo on the way to the shoe section.

When they measured his feet and it turned out his shoes were two sizes too big.

“What the hell was she thinking?” Master shook his head, looking disgusted. Spider had a serious dialogue going on between the bear and the dog and wasn’t paying attentionto the big people.

“Maybe they were on sale. A lot of people buy kids’ clothes that they can grow into. She’s probably just careful with her money.”

Master grunted and tapped the boy on the shoulder. “Which pair of these do you want? This pair lights up when you run? Or this pair with the lightning bolts?”

“I get to pick?” His eyes were wide and he looked up and down the aisle with more interest than he had previously.

“Yes. Anything you want, as long as it fits properly.”

Spider’s gaze settled on something a good distance down the aisle. A broad grin spread across his face. “Those! Can I have those?”

Saya looked to where he pointed and her heart sank. Saying no to him this early in the relationship seemed mean, but this choice was not going to fly with Master.

He strode over to where Spider had pointed and grabbed a pair off the shelf, coming back to hold them out to the boy. “These purple ones? They have butterflies on them.”

“I like butterflies. They’re pretty.”

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