Page 41 of Impressing Brett

I try not to stare at her. It’s hard to keep my eyes on hers, but I do it anyway. She’s wearing a thin white T-shirt that says Daddy’s Girl in gold letters and a pink frilly skirt. Her feet are bare. Her hair is up in pigtails.

“Come on in,” Colt says.

My attention is still on Eve and the palpable nerves between us. “Hey,” I say in response to her greeting.

“Eve, why don’t you show Lacy your playroom? Brett and I have some things to discuss.”

I finally glance at Colt and then Brett. I know they’re going to discuss my problem with the Rutherfords. Colt works for the same company as Brett. I’m not sure I like the idea of them talking about me behind my back, but I’m also not sure I want to hear what they have to say.

Eve steps tentatively away from Colt and holds out a hand. “Wanna see it?”

I take her hand. It’s awkward. We’ve never held hands before. But it isn’t as weird as I thought it might be. I look back at Brett as she leads me toward the hallway.

He gives me an encouraging nod.

Eve doesn’t say anything as she leads me to an open door down the hall. When we step inside, I smile. It’s very much like the playroom in Brett’s house, the one I now know Eve was instrumental in arranging. It’s not surprising that she has one that’s almost identical.

“I love it,” I tell her to help break the ice.

“Thanks,” she murmurs. “I’m sorry this is so awkward.” She tips her head to the side and rubs her hands together. “I’m not used to letting my two lives cross each other.”

“I’m not used to any of this,” I tell her.

She nods up at me. “Wanna sit?”

“Sure.” That seems like a good plan. My legs are wobbly. I follow her, and we sit cross-legged on a big fluffy rug near her toybox.

“I guess you know by now that I have two distinct personalities.” She grins. Her cheeks are pink.

I’m sure my face is also red. “Yeah. I had no idea.”

“That’s good. It means I hide it well.”

“How do you transition so flawlessly? That part scares me. I told Brett I couldn’t possibly let him drive me to work and pick me up. I know he wants to.”

“We have an agreement. I’m used to it. It was weird at first, but now it’s just something I do. When I get out of his car, I shed my Little, lift my chin, and take on my working daytime professional persona.”

I shudder and run a hand down my face. “I can’t believe I’m even having this conversation. Not with you or with him. We’ve been together for less than a full day. Together? Me and Brett? I can’t wrap my head around it. Sometimes, I close my eyes, wondering if when I open them, I’ll find out all this has been a dream.”

“I know it’s a lot. Don’t rush yourself.”

“It almost feels like I have no choice. It happened. It’s done. I stepped through some sort of invisible wall into another dimension, and now, I can’t go back. I think I went through a portal.”

Eve giggles. “It is kind of like that, especially if you never realized you could be Little. It can slam into you and knock you on your butt.”

“Are there a lot of people like us? I get the feeling you have a community of friends.”

“Yes. I belong to a fetish club called Surrender. Lots of Littles and Daddies belong. It’s owned by an amazing man and his Little girl, Roman and Lucy. You’ve met them a few times. You can go with me some time and meet everyone else. When you’re ready.”

“Maybe if I met more people, I would feel less skeptical.”

“Probably. We plan to go Friday night if you want to go with us. But I don’t want to pressure you. If that feels too overwhelming, it’s okay.”

“Is Brett a member?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll talk to him about it, I guess.”

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