Page 18 of Daddy's Little Dreamer

At this point, Daddy Jayger and I both had our phones out and snapped a ton of pictures. I couldn’t wait to look through them later and remember all the fun we had. Saying goodbye was gonna be so hard.

“Sweet boy, what time do you go to bed?” Daddy Jayger asked during the drive home.

“Well, I don’t sleep much but I try to be in bed around ten. Sometimes I read or play on the internet until my brain fizzles out.”

“How about when you get in bed at night you call Daddy so I can read you a bedtime story?”

My brain completely stopped.

“You— you want to read me a bedtime story?” I couldn’t stop the tears if I wanted to. They had a mind of their own.

Daddy Jayger pulled over into the nearest parking lot and handed me a tissue. “What’s wrong Trevor? If you don’t want me to read to you, I won’t. It’s not a must, just something I enjoy but if you don’t…”

“No, Daddy Jayger, it’s not that at all.” I tried to hug him, and the seatbelt stopped me, so I tried again, and it shot me back into place. “Stupid seatbelt.” Now I was full on crying like a big ‘ol baby.

Daddy Jayger unclipped the belt and pulled me across the center console. “Why are you crying then?”

“No one has ever been as nice to me as you are. Well, except for Mom. No one took me anywhere without expecting stuff in return and no one, not even once but my mom, ever offered to read me a bedtime story.”

“Well, if I’m being honest it’s a little selfish on my end. One day I hope to be in bed with you nursing you while I read to you.”

“Me too, Daddy Jayger.” I sniffled as I dragged the back of my hand over my face. “That would be so perfect. Does that mean you want to see me again?”

“It absolutely means that. And just for the record, I hate having to say goodbye to you. I wish our day could go on, but we both have to work tomorrow.”

“Stupid work.”

“Yes, sweet boy, I couldn’t agree more. Stupid work. Now, I need to stay in your mom’s good graces so let’s get you home at a decent time.”

“Okay, Daddy Jayger.” Real quick, I kissed his cheek and slid back into my seat. He snapped my belt on, and we were back on the road. But at least this goodbye wasn’t forever, and I’d get to fall asleep listening to Daddy Jayger’s sexy voice on repeat.

We pulled into an empty parking space at my apartment and my heart went thumpy- thump. I wanted to invite him in but that might be a little weird with Mom there.

“Trevor, may I kiss you goodbye?”

“I’d like that, Daddy Jayger.”

He undid our seatbelts, leaned over the console and cradled the back of my head in his hand. “I’ve waited all day for this.”

As soon as his lips touched mine it was like… whoa.

Daddy Jayger pulled back and kissed the tip of my nose. “Trevor, I could get so lost in you but now is not the time or place. I fear we may have an audience.”

“Mmm-hmm.” Words escaped me. Right now, I was a puddle of goo and my mind was fixated on what it would take to have his lips back on mine.

“You, my dear boy, are too adorable. Come on, let’s get you checked in with Mom.”

“Someone’s got stars in his eyes,” Mom said as soon as the door shut behind me.

“Best. Date. Ever.”

“From what I remember, you haven’t had that many.”

“True but he was so nice to me. We saw the peacocks and the bees, and a ladybug flew right by me. He got me all kinds of finger foods. Did I say he was nice?”

Mom grinned. “You did, love. I’m so glad it went well. He seemed very nice. A bit older, but nice.”

“He’s thirty-five and is in marketing and wants to read me a bedtime story.” I twirled around with Bumble and landed on the couch with a bounce. “I really, really like him, Mom.”

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