Page 32 of Daddy's Little Dreamer

Her eyes widened and I couldn’t tell if it was surprise or fear.

“Wow, that’s kind of fast isn’t it?”

“No clue, but I feel the same. He’s everything, Mom. Jayger doesn’t think I’m a freak, he doesn’t use me f—” How did I say the word sex to my own mother? “You know.”

“Sex. You can say the word, Trevor.”

“Yeah, sex. It’s like, he actually wants to be around me. Zoomies and all.”

Mom smiled. “That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you, and I knew you’d find him someday. I just wish you didn’t have to go through so many bad apples first. But my dear boy, you get a big fat A and a gold star for all your efforts.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

10

“What are you doing on your day off, sweet boy?” They had a school holiday today and while I wished my company shared in celebrating it as well, I was stuck at the office instead. The weeks were getting far too long and moving far too slowly without my boy sharing my bed each night.

“Hi, Daddy.” I could see him waving at the phone even though we weren’t facetiming. “I’m just playing with my cars, and I made a special frame for the picture you colored for me. How’s work?”

That boy had such a pure heart. “Boring, but I have good news. At least, I think it’s good news. We got invited out on Saturday night?”

“We did? Where are we going?”

“To Adam and Brandon’s for dinner. What do you say?”

“I say yes, of course. I haven’t seen him since the night we first met at the club. It’s been too long but that explains why Brandon texted me earlier and asked what my favorite thing to eat was.”

Trevor and I had spent every weekend together and while we were both ready to take it to the next level, he had a hard time leaving his mom, which I understood. Frustrated? Yes, but never angry. I enjoyed Lila and to be quite honest I was envious of the relationship Trevor had with his mother. I wished I’d had the chance to do the same with mine when she was around.

“Are you leaving soon?”

“I am. I’ll be over in about an hour. Are you all packed?”

“Bumble and I are ready to go, Daddy.”

“Excellent, Sweet Bee. I’ll see you soon.”

After I hung up, I stared at my overflowing inbox. Would I accomplish much in an hour? Likely not, especially not with a certain little on my brain.

“Fuck it.” I logged off and purposely left my laptop at the office and called it a day.

“Daddy, you’re early.” Trevor hugged me as soon as he opened the door.

“I couldn’t stand to be away from you any longer. Where’s Mom?”

“She said she had errands to run so she’s out doing mom stuff.” He grabbed my hand and tugged me down the hall. “Look, Daddy.”

There it was above his bed in the cutest popsicle stick frame. “I love it, Trevor. It’s perfectly us.” He had these little wood bees and ladybugs he’d glued to the frame. “I’m glad you like Daddy’s artwork.”

His room was tidy, simple, yet cute. His few toys were nicely tucked away in open baskets on a shelf. “Your room is very clean. Such a good little bumble bee. Speaking of which, are Bumble and his new friend ready to go?”

“Yes, Daddy.” He scooped up both while I snagged his backpack and clipped his bumble bee binky holder with the binky onto his shirt. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, Little Bee. You have your key and phone?” A quick pat to his pockets confirmed that. “Great, then we are off and daddy has a big prezzie for you.”

“Are we still going to Brandon and Daddy Adam’s house tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow night, we are. But during the day this weekend you and I have a fun project we’re doing together.” He locked up the door and we loaded up in the car.

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