Page 136 of Daddy, Sir

I adore every inch of her, inside and out. She’s sunshine and lightness. She’s high energy and excitement. I’m going to have to work out every morning for the rest of my life to stay in good enough shape to keep up with her.

I worry about our age gap. I worry about being eighty-two when she is sixty. But I’ve come to grips with it. I don’t have the willpower to let her go, and she has insisted she does not care that I’m so much older.

When I brought it up yesterday, she put her hands on her hips and told me never to mention it again. She says all thatmatters is that we love each other. That walking away over something so trivial as our ages would only cause us both to spend our lives unhappy. She says she’d rather have forty years of love with me than sixty years without me.

We’ve only spoken about love in abstract terms. Neither of us has looked the other in the eye and said the words directly. We will, though. Tonight, I intend to take her to my bed. I will shower her with love and tell her ten thousand times. She will never sleep in another room for as long as we live.

My babygirl bursts out of her bedroom and skips toward me. “I couldn’t decide what to wear. Is this okay?” She spins around.

I pull her into my arms and kiss her forehead. I have yet to kiss her on the lips. That will also happen tonight. “This is perfect. I promise Ben and Spence’s Little girl, Cassandra, will be wearing something very similar. Spence’s sister, Amber, and her Daddy, Isaac, will be there also. Amber is fairly new to the lifestyle, but she will also be wearing a dress. I’m certain of it.”

“Okay.” She glances down. “And sneakers are okay?”

“You’re fine, Naomi. Let’s get going.” I grab her coat from the hook next to the door and hold it open for her. I take her hand and guide her out of the apartment.

When we get into the elevator, she looks up at me. “I’m nervous.”

“I know you are, but you’ll be fine.” I lift her hand to my lips and kiss her knuckles.

“If I’m naughty, are you going to spank me in front of everyone?” She bats her eyes.

I chuckle. “Nope.” We’ve talked about spanking several times. I know she wants to experience it. I’ve refused because, like I told her, I will only spank her bare bottom, and I have stuck to my no-nudity rule this entire week.

It has damn near killed me. I’ve lain in bed thinking about her across the hall from me every night. It’s been a strugglestaying out of her room and bathroom. I want to be more hands-on with her, but I told her one week, and I’ve stuck to it.

My usually exuberant girl is quiet and shy when we step into Spence and Ben’s home. She holds on to my shirt and stands behind me, burying her face against me.

I turn to the side and take her coat off. After pulling her in front of me, I pin her back against my front. “Naomi, let me introduce you to my friends.” I point to each person as I go. “This is Spence, Ben, Cassandra, Amber, and Isaac.” She knows their names because I’ve spoken of them several times this week.

Eventually, I will take her to Surrender, and she will meet dozens of other Littles who live in the Seattle area. For today, a small introduction to two Little girls and their Daddies is perfect.

“Nice to meet you,” Cassandra says. “Do you want to come see my playroom?”

Naomi hasn’t spoken yet, but she finally nods.

Amber takes her hand and encourages her to join them.

Naomi looks back over her shoulder at me, but she doesn’t look panicked. She’s just new to meeting other Littles and exploring age play outside of our home.

“She’ll be fine,” Spence says as soon as the girls have fled up the stairs. “Let’s go to the library.”

The four of us settle in Spence’s amazing library, and I try to appear calm. I’m anything but. I hope I haven’t pressured Naomi into something she’s not ready for. That wasn’t my intention.

“How’s the first week been?” Ben asks.

I draw in a cleansing breath. “Good. Really good. Better than I expected.” I glance at the door.

“You’re doing the right thing,” Isaac comments. “You knew she was Little before she arrived. I know it’s scary meeting new people, but Amber and Cassandra know to be gentle and help her feel accepted.”

Intellectually, I know this, but I can’t stop the nerves from eating at me. What if she hates letting her Little out in public and resents me for suggesting it? She didn’t say anything of the sort, but I know mentally preparing for today made her nervous.

“So…?” Spence asks, eyebrows raised. “Is she the one?”

I let my smile spread across my face. “Definitely.”

All three men congratulate me. Coming here makes it all more real. I officially have a Little girl. The most perfect Little girl ever.

The drive home is nothing like the drive to the playdate. Naomi said almost nothing on the way there, fidgeting and biting her lip. A different Little girl is in my SUV on the way back. She’s been chattering nonstop since we got in the car.

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