Page 94 of Myths and Shifts

“Not a goose.” I scrunched up my face and pretended to be a Daddy. “Not a goose.”

“You’re a silly mage.” Daddy made the best frowny Daddy face. “A silly mage who’s done something with his furniture and who wants to stop at the grown-up stores when we drive and who knows about all the people going into the closet.”

Lots of people went in the closet.

“Daddy likes rules and privacy. No going in the closet.” But I could give him a kiss, so I gave him lots of kisses. Peck. Peck. Peck. “But we can cuddle here.”

Daddy was trying not to smile as he wrapped his arms around me. “I like cuddling with my mate.”

“Your silly mate.” I almost not giggled but he was so funny. “You take care of your silly mate.”

Nodding, Daddy stole a kiss from me that time. “I do. I love taking care of my mate, silly or funny or when he’s a scary mage who’s protecting his Daddy.”

Wiggle. Wiggle. Wiggle.

“I do good at that.” I was good at being sneaky too.

I wiggled and kissed and gave Daddy the big innocent eyes until he was moaning and wiggling too. “You’re…you’re teasing me, little mage.”

Yep.

And I was a good tease too.

I was smart and funny…Daddy said so.

“Noooo, I’m Daddy’s good boy and good boys get kisses.” Lots of wiggly kisses. “And they get cuddles and snuggles and they get their backs and bottoms rubbed.”

Daddy did his eyebrow Daddy look. “They do, huh?”

I nodded and didn’t giggle at all.

“Let me guess…the men at the diner or Kenzie told you so?” Daddy sighed when I nodded. “I shouldn’t ask. I shouldn’t. You haven’t been out of my sight long enough for that conversation to happen.”

He was so silly.

I was good at going potty fast so I could listen more.

“The men at the diner asked Kenzie about what a Daddy did besides make rules and mac and cheese, so he told them. And he told them about spankings and happy time and veggies and then his Daddy caught him.” Someone tattled. “His Daddy made lots of sighs and glared and made the naughty men snicker.”

They liked being naughty.

“I need to watch you more closely.” Daddy looked confused, like he wasn’t sure how to do that. “Somehow. I’ll figure it out.”

Daddy was sneaky…he was thinking about tracking his boy.

I was sneakier…I sent Daddy a picture of a collar.

He closed his eyes and moaned again. “You are definitely teasing me.”

Yes.

And I was the bestest at it.

“Nooo, Daddy.” I had a cute pout when he opened his eyes. “Teasing boys get spankings. I’m not naughty. I’m your good boy.”

Kind of.

Daddy squished his lips together and nodded, still trying to frown, but I could see smiley giggles in his eyes. When he finally spoke, he tried to sound sad and sorry. “I understand the rules. That’s why I’m saying you’ve been teasing me.”

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