Page 82 of Daddy's Little Matchmaker

“I got into town later than I expected, which probably put me in a bad mood before I even saw her. I got to the animal shelter right before closing. Then she told me all about this new idea she’d come up with. She wants to start a matchmaking service for Littles and Caregivers.”

“Really? That’s a cool idea.”

Connor winced. “Well, ‘cool idea’ certainly wasn’t my reaction.”

“Okay, why not?”

“Because it wasn’t just an idea, it was something she’d already put into action. She created all these forms for it. Compatibility tests, rules for dating, an after-date summary, and even a commitment certificate. Well, she called it a Forever Daddy certificate, but I know she’s planning on matching Mommies too. She’d clearly worked forhourson this project, and she hadn’t saidanythingto me about it. Not one word all week long.”

“I see,” Brian said with sympathy. “You felt like she’d done it all behind your back.”

“Exactly.”

“Okay, so what did you do?”

“I told her I thought she purposely hidden it from me all week because she knew I wouldn’t approve.”

“Wait. Why wouldn’t you approve?” Brian asked.

“Because she’s already working two jobs! She barely has time to sleep, and now she wants to add another job in the mix? Not to mention we just started dating. I don’t exactly want to spend our free time helping match other people up.”

The line was silent for a few seconds, before Brian said, “I agree that she should have called you and talked to you about it before today, but this doesn’t sound like a third job. It sounds more like a fun afterhours project that could be done through the club. I mean I hated the idea of having a doctor station during Little night when Paul first brought it up, but now I think it’s going to be a lot of fun.”

Connor’s stomach twisted. He wanted to disagree, but couldn’t. “I was too upset to see it that way, but… yeah, now that all the forms are done, I can picture it being something that doesn’t actually take up that much of her time if it was done through the club. Shit.”

“Shit?”

“I really fucked up. I basically told her she couldn’t do it. She didn’t agree, so I threatened to sell the house if she didn’t quit.”

The line was silent again, and Connor’s face burned with shame.

“You threatened to sell the house she runs the shelter out of?”

“Yeah. I did.”

“Wow. I’ve known you for almost seven years now, and this is the first time I’ve ever heard of you losing control of your emotions like that.”

Connor scowled. “Way to rub it in. I already feel like shit about it.”

“My point isn’t to rub your face in it. My point is, that I think you’re in love.”

“What?” Connor shook his head even though Brian couldn’t see him. “I don’t see how you came to that conclusion.”

“Love makes people crazy right? I think you’re in love with her, but you don’t want to admit it to yourself, because a part of you doesn’t want to give up on your bachelor lifestyle. Or maybe you’re scared to be in a relationship with a switch instead of a submissive.”

“I… Well, I don’t know.”

Brian chuckled. “It’s nice to be the one giving advice for a chance.”

“I’m not sure telling me I’m in love is the same as giving advice,” Connor groused.

“It’s not. Here’s my advice. Go tell Tessica you were wrong, tell her it won’t happen again, and tell her that you’re sorry. Maybe even take her some flowers.”

Connor closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded. “Yeah. That’s the right move. I know you’re right, I just…”

“Don’t like to admit you were wrong?” Brian guessed.

“Yeah,” Connor agreed. But in the back of his head what he was really thinking was that he didn’t want to face Tessica and admit his mistakes, because he hadn’t forgotten her comments about equality meaning that she would have the right to punish him when he screwed up.

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