Page 22 of Daddy's Little Duckling

How he could ever be okay with someone like her, she would never understand. Rae wasn’t anything special.

“Good morning, Emmett!”

Emmett turned towards her at the announcement of her presence. Grinning, he walked over and dropped a sweet kiss on her lips before moving back towards what he was working on at the stove.

“Good morning, my precious girl. Did you sleep alright last night?”

“I did! I didn’t want to leave the cloud of a bed that I slept in. It was heavenly and the blankets on it are to die for.”

Rae spotted Lola sitting on the floor of the kitchen and made her way over to give the kitty a few scratches behind the ear.

She was quickly becoming attached to the little furball and loved to pet her. She noticed that her anxiety wasn’t as bad when she could run her fingers through Lola’s fur.

“I am so glad that you had a good night's rest. Breakfast is almost done. Why don’t you go wash up and then come sit down at the bar.”

Rae did as she was told and moments after settling down, Emmett placed a plate of pancakes in front of her and a sippy cup, before settling down at the bar with his own.

They weren’t just any pancakes though. These were in the shape of a flower and were plated on a duck shaped plate.

It reminded her of the animal plates she always saw on the infomercials growing up, but never had the privilege of owning.

Her parents always told her that they were pointless and eventually grew tired of her asking about them.

Grabbing the childlike fork with cartoon ducks printed along the handle of it that he had placed beside her, Rae dug into the pancakes like she hadn’t had a meal in four days.

The pancakes tasted amazing and nothing like the store bought mix that she sometimes was able to splurge on.

Raelyn grabbed the sippy cup, only hesitating for a minute before tipping it back and taking a big swallow.

“YUCKIE!”

Startled, Emmett looked at her perplexed while he waited for her to finish swallowing the drink before asking her “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“It’s milk. Milk is yuckie and I don’t like it at all.” She paused for a second, “Well, I don’t like plain milk, but chocolate milk or even better strawberry milk is amazing.”

She didn’t think that the laugh that bubbled out of his chest was funny. Who liked plain milk? It was truly an abomination to the world and should be banned from all countries.

Well maybe Lola did, but she was a cat so of course she would prefer plain milk. Placing the offending cup to the side, Rae side-eyed Emmett before continuing to eat her pancakes, as if her world wasn’t just turned upside down by the offending beverage.

“Plain milk is very healthy for you, Little girl. You will drink it often to grow big and strong.”

Rae scoffed at his remark before rolling her eyes. Emmett had a rude awakening coming if he thought that she would ever willingly drink plain milk. She might do a lot of things, but that will not be one of them.

“I will allow the chocolate milk this morning since there wasn’t prior conversation about your apparent distaste for plain milk, but listen to me well. This will not be a common occurrence. Chocolate or strawberry milk will be saved as a treat for good Little girls who listen to their Daddy.”

She watched Emmett move across to the cabinet and saw him pull down a container of chocolate milk mix and scoop a few small spoonfuls into her sippy before replacing the cap and shaking it to make sure it was all dispersed in the sippy.

Rae took the sippy he held out to her and took a big swallow of the nectar of the gods.

“Ahh, so much better.”

Rae watched Emmett battle the grin that snuck its way across his face at her dramatics. She had a right to be dramatic. Honestly, no sane person likes plain milk and Rae had always said that she could be a tad bit crazy.

“Alright Little Duckling, what would you like to do today? We can go out and play at the local park or we can stay in and play with the toys you found inside the toy box last night.”

Rae didn’t really feel like sharing Emmett with the outside world right now and she never let her Little side out in public because there was too much that could go wrong.

Pointing down the hallway to where she knew her nursery was, she waited until she knew that Emmett understood what she wanted before getting up and dashing down the hall.

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