Page 288 of Tempted By her Daddies

He froze. “You what?”

She started giggling. “You should see your face!”

Roman let out a huff. “You are so naughty.”

“Nuh-uh, not me. GGT. Good Girl Tamsy. I think I should get a T-shirt made up saying that.”

“You might need a naughty one made up too,” he said as he wrapped his hands around her waist.

“What are you-oh!” she cried as he lifted her onto the changing unit.

She was still finding it hard to get used to them putting her where they wanted her.

But at least she was able to keep her instincts to fight back under control.

“Lie down and I’ll just do this up.” He wrapped a strap around her waist. “Safety first. We don’t want you rolling off.”

He was just too cute.

“Dada, where is Atlas?” she asked.

“Oh, let me see. There he is!” He walked over to pick him up off the bed. He handed him to her before pulling out a pair of training pants.

“Atlas, where have you been, you naughty puppy,” she scolded her toy.

Roman slid on her training pants.

“I’m going to go choose an outfit for you. I want you to stay right there, understand?”

“I understand, Dada.”

She hummed to herself as he disappeared into the closet. Then she started throwing Atlas up into the air and catching him. He loved when she did that. She giggled as he spun, but instead of falling back into her arms, he fell onto the floor.

“Oh no!” she cried, trying to twist around to look over the edge. “Atlas!”

“What happened?” Roman rushed back over to her.

“Atlas fell.” She pointed at her toy on the floor, sniffling for extra measure.

“Oh. Let me get him for you. Here you are.”

“Thanks, Dada!” she cried, hugging Atlas tight as Roman disappeared into the closet again.

Hmm. She was getting a bit bored here on her own. Surely, if she threw Atlas up again he wouldn’t fall on the floor.

“Whee! Whee!” she cried before Atlas fell on the floor again. “Oh no! Dada! Dada!”

“What is it? What happened?” Roman rushed back, carrying some clothes in his hands.

Ooh, was that her light green dress? She wanted to wear that one.

“Atlas fell again.”

Roman frowned. “Atlas should be more careful. He seems to be very clumsy.”

“I know. Doesn’t he?” She nodded solemnly. “I shall tell him that. Gimme.” She made grabby hands at Roman.

Who just raised his eyebrows and gave her a stern look. “Excuse me? Is that the way you ask for what you want?”

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