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“That’s the plan unless you don’t want me to.”

“No-no, I do, it’s just that this feels too good to be true.”

“I feel the same way. Sweet dreams, Trevor.”

“Sweet dreams, Daddy Jayger.”

6

“Earth to Jayger?” My coworker, Jack, teased as he knocked on my open office door. “Did I wake you?”

“Funny guy. How can I help you?”

“The bossman just called a meeting. Conference room in ten.”

“Thanks for the heads up.”

Had he not come in I’d have likely missed the meeting all together. Daydreaming about a certain little was going to get his new daddy into trouble. I fired off a text to let him know I was thinking about him.

Hello sweet boy, I hope you’re having a great day.

Hi Daddy Jayger! It’s okay, kinda boring but I can’t stop smiling.

What’s made you so happy?

You have.

You say the sweetest things. I have a meeting to get to now, just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you.

Me too. TTYL

Good thing I was well versed in the lingo of today’s youth.

As usual, the meeting ran over and by that I meant two hours longer when a simple email would’ve covered everything. Corporate America and their need for meetings to have meetings about meetings. Meanwhile, the rest of us worked a ridiculous amount of overtime to make up for it.

By the time I got home it was so late cooking wasn’t happening. I microwaved leftovers, not the healthiest of choices nor what I’d feed my boy if he were here. But I had to make do at this late hour though my guts might scream later. I had just enough time to eat and shower before I called Trevor. That was the highlight of this shittastic day. Seeing his adorable face and hearing his voice before bed would carry me through tomorrow.

Until we reached the point where we lived together. Then I’d have all the reasons in the world to get home at a decent hour and cook healthy meals. For now, eating alone left a minimal desire to rush home, let alone cook for one.

Was I surprised by this sudden change in me? The longing to be under the same roof, eventually. I should have been concerned. It’d only been three days. That would scare the shit out of any normal human and send them running, yet it rested well with me. Contented even. Now I just had to make it through this week until I got to hold Trevor again come Saturday.

“Daddy Jayger, how was your day?”

His smiling face righted everything in my world when he answered the call. “It’s perfect now that I get to see you. How was your day, sweet boy?”

“Same as always, nothing exciting happens in the life of a janitor.”

“Well now, that just can’t be true. I’m sure you could regale me with stories of chewed gum and lost retainers.” Albeit gross, it was worth the giggle that burst from him.

“Yes, it never fails at least once a week we get stuck digging through the cafeteria trash cans for a retainer. Super gross. Gum isn’t allowed on campus, but we all know how that goes. He rolled his eyes. “But we do find the occasional piece underneath tables and shelves in the library.”

“Alright, I know I started this, but no more work talk. Are you and Bumble ready for bed?”

He held up his beloved stuffie for me to see. “Excellent. Now it’s story time.”

I was happy to see Trevor yawning by the time we’d reached the end.

“Sweet dreams, little bee. Daddy will talk to you tomorrow.”

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