Page 95 of Their Perfect Daddy

He blinks at me for a moment before dropping his head to my shoulder. I feel his body shaking in my arms a second later. At first I think I’ve upset him. It’s only as he makes a high-pitched noise that’s most definitely laughter I realize he’s amused instead of furious.

“I can’t believe I let myself worry about this. Sometimes I forget how practical you are, sweet boy. Now put me down. You have a suitcase to repack, don’t you?”

At swiftly as possible, I get him to standing, then I go about taking out everything to restart the process. “Go get everything else you need, Daddy. I need to make sure it’s all balanced.”

He leaves me with some muttering. Daddy gets my brain is different from everyone else’s. He knows I need certain things certain ways or else it bothers me. Exhibit A being his luggage situation.

When he comes back with more clothing and his toiletries, I give him a wide smile. “Thank you!”

Standing beside me, he watches as I roll up each item and separate it into piles. Once done, I get the packing cubes from under the bed and go about placing those as I best can to get an idea of the space.

“What will you do for Valentine’s Day since I’m out of town? I don’t enjoy the idea of you being alone, yet I can’t think of anything else.”

I shrug as I tuck another item away. “Finn invited me to his house. He said he has something for us to do as a group. All the Littles.”

“Oh, good. Why hadn’t you told me yet?”

Frowning, I turn his way. “Because there wasn’t a reason to yet. You’re going to be out of town. The news for the fourteenth is what I would tell you when we talk the morning of the fourteenth.”

Daddy tugs my shirt in the way he does when kisses are in my future. I lean over, happy to give him my mouth.

“You’re precious.”

I nod as I force myself to blink away the haze he’s brought. It’s a mix of lust and a desire to be as Little as possible until he’s gone. Unfortunately, there's more to be done. I can’t let him go on this work trip without making sure he’s properly prepared. What kind of boy would I be if I didn’t help my Daddy?

By the time the fourteenth arrives, my mood is sour. I miss Daddy and this whole phone thing isn’t enough. I should have just gone with him. It would have solved his worries and made it so I’m not waking up alone.

Next season is going to suck with him not going to every single away game. I get why Bellamy Bellport is adamant Finn joins us on the road. The idea of being without Daddy for more time hurts.

“Jett!” The sound of shouts has me looking up from the trunk of my car. Since Finn told me to bring a change of clothes in case it got late, and I wanted to sleep over, I have a bag ready.

“Hey,” I tell the group as they approach. My Little side presses forward, eager to join in their fun. I hold back since we need to get inside first.

Finn grabs my hand. “Time to go! You need to see the surprise!”

The others all giggle at his excitement. It’s hard not to smile at the welcome atmosphere. For a long time, I thought I’d never have a place to truly fit in. Now, I can’t imagine my life without these friends. Even in the moments where I’m overwhelmed and need a break, they stick by my side.

Inside the house is a pink and red explosion of color. Balloons, streamers, confetti, and ribbons cover every surface. My eyes can’t settle on one single space since it’s all so distracting.

“This way,” Finn directs, his hand still wrapped around my wrist.

Jake Bellport, Finn’s brother-in-law, slips my bag from my shoulder. “I’ll take this. Don’t think you’ll need it for a while.”

No sooner does he say the words that I realize why he didn’t want me holding anything. I would have surely dropped it because of shock.

As it were, I’m having trouble standing. My body sways, leaving me unsteady in ways I’m not used to.

“Easy there,” Bellamy says, his arm wrapping around my waist. He stabilizes me, then turns us both toward the room. “I knew you’d like it but didn’t think you’d swoon. Micah knows you well.”

“Daddy did this?”

He nods. “Sure did. Asked me about two weeks ago if I’d be ok with sharing the holiday with you. I told him it was fine, and we’d make a day of it by getting everyone here. No reason for you to be alone because of all this work stuff.”

My eyes water at the kindness he’s showing. Not just by letting me be here when I’d have been alone, but for the way he seems completely unfazed at having his home overrun with the second greatest gift I’ve ever been given.

Aries steps up to my other side. “Maybe you go call your man to thank him. And then afterward, you can put on whateverpajamas you brought. Then you can get started on everything. Sound good?”

“Yes, please,” I reply, my mind already regressing at the prospect of playtime.

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